Day -2 : "My belly hurts"

Less than two days to go until my personal challenge begins.  So I've decided to eat and drink until I pop.

I know it's false economics, but I figure that if I put on more weight before Monday, then I'll lose more weight more quickly.  Hence giving myself more motivation to keep going.

Actually, that's bollocks.  I just love eating and drinking.

So last night we went to the Three Crowns in Brinkworth with my parents, and I had 'a duo of game', two pints of beer and half a bottle of red wine.  Then we popped into my parents when dropping them off (don't worry, my wife was driving, not me), where I accidentally drank three whiskey macs and ate some cheese & biscuits before leaving.

This morning I had a cake for breakfast.  Then for lunch, as my wife and my two youngest sons have gone to Kingston for the day (Upon-Thames, not Jamaica), I've just treated myself to a visit to the all-you can eat Chinese buffet at Peatmoor, where I had a bite to eat whilst reading the newspaper.

By 'a bite' I mean 'two plates of starters, a bowl of soup, three plates of main course, a plate of cakes and a blancmange.'  My belly hurts.

And at 4pm my friends Clare and Martin are coming over to see me.  And by 'see', I mean 'drink wine with'.  More calories!

Tomorrow - in between eating - I'm going to buy some new scales and take a picture of my belly to post on-line.  Somehow, I just know I'm going to regret that.