In the beginning

Given the ridiculously high levels measured by Kristy, it's a wonder I'm still alive. The electrical apparatus I was plugged into indicates that I should have had a cardiac arrest about 6 months ago. I’m still here, though. In fact, you can’t miss me.

Weight = 21 stones 7 pounds (301 pounds / 137 kg). Target = 11 stones 7 pounds (161 pounds / 73 kg).

Blood pressure = 174 / 96 mmHg. She hopes I have White Coat Syndrome, which has artificially inflated by blood pressure. So do I, quite frankly, given the look on her face. She had to look it up in a book to check if I was going to make it through the session. Target = 120 / 80 mmHg.

Fat % = 46.5% (or 10 stones). Target = 13 - 19%.

Water % = 33.3%. Target = 60%.

Lean muscle % = 53.5%. Target = 85%.

BMI = 40.5 (Apparantely, I’m morbidly obese. I never seem to do things by halves.) Target = 22.

On the positive side of things, I have a resting BPM of 62 and I can blow 650 on a Peak Flow meter, so at least I can blow out the candles on the chocolate cake. Target = to avoid eating the chocolate cake in the first place.

Well, it's all been a bit much, especially the seriousness of the look on her face regarding my BP. I'm off to the Doctor to get the all clear for the ensuing action. Let's hope that Kristy's BP machine was broken and I'm not going to collapse after the first step.

Overall target = Sprint Triathlon next Summer.