Finally! A nineteen and a half stone certificate!!!

Amazingly – after being stuck in pretty much the same weight bracket since December – I’ve finally moved forward.

Well – it’s more than just moving forward. I’ve actually leapt ahead in a way that I’ve not done since the early days of my weight loss journey.

As I reported yesterday I’ve been essentially fasting during the day for the last five days after a ridiculous blow out on Saturday and Sunday where no food was safe in my vicinity.

It’s not only served to reduce my appetite overall but has also kickstarted my weight loss so much that (and I can’t believe I’m writing this) I’m now only TWO AND A HALF POUNDS AWAY FROM HAVING LOST 20 STONE!!!!

A couple of weeks ago I was ready to throw in the towel and call target – but to stop now – before I get to the 20st mark when it’s so close would be lunacy in my eyes. I’m so flipping near I can almost feel the certificate in my hand.

I have to carry on and I have to do it. There’s simply no option any more.

I want it in this moment more than I’ve EVER wanted ANYTHING in the world. That oblong piece of card represents to me what I consider to be the single most significant achievement of my life.

I’m tingling all over. Today I lost an astounding 7.5 pounds simply through regular exercise (around 2 hours a day) and eating approx 1700kcal per evening.

I’m pretty sure that last week’s gain was partially due to digestive transit and some bloating though – so I don’t consider this week’s loss to be the whole picture. My stomach is noticeably smaller this week and my shirts fit a lot lot better around the middle than this time two weeks ago. I’m now wearing some items that were just a smidge too snug back then and there is only one more item in my wardrobe that doesn’t fit.

My aspirational pair of 34in waist Paul Smith jeans.

Honestly though I really couldn’t give a sh*t. I’m almost there. I’m almost in a place that a couple of years ago I never thought I’d manage to reach. I’m standing just next to the finish line and I’m poised to break the tape.

Furthermore the enormity of it all is washing over me like a wave as I sit here in a coffee shop updating my blog and I honestly feel a little tearful.

It’s an emotional time.

Somehow – after being a perpetual failure of an epic magnitude I became determined enough to change my life to such a huge extent that I’ve taken the equivalent weight of a grizzly bear off each knee.

The maths behind this outrageous claim is that for every 1lb you lose you take 4lbs of pressure off your joints. (Link)

‘Every pound of excess weight exerts about 4 pounds of extra pressure on the knees. So a person who is 10 pounds overweight has 40 pounds of extra pressure on his knees; if a person is 100 pounds overweight, that is 400 pounds of extra pressure on his knees. “So if you think about all the steps you take in a day, you can see why it would lead to premature damage in weight-bearing joints,” says Dr. Matteson.’

This means that in 2.5lbs when I get my 20st certificate I’ll have removed 1120lbs of pressure from my knees when I move around. Previously they were constantly painful. Now they aren’t.

(This is the calculation – 20×14=280 & 280×4=1120)

Yay for math! It tells me that I no longer have two grizzly bears to carry around!

How frikkin insane is that? I’ve lost half a grizzly bear and removed two whole ones in weight from the overall moving pressure on my joints.

It’s no wonder I don’t get back ache any more…

So – what do I plan to do next?

Well for today I plan to have a nice lunch, then go home and make a hearty chilli for tea before I top the evening off with some yogurt and frozen berries.

I haven’t felt this motivated for ages and my focus is like a laser.

However – if I happen to put some on next week (it’s a big loss and it could easily happen) then I’m not going to lose my head.

I’m going to carry on and I’m going to get there. I may not reach my goal next week and it may not even happen the week after – but I’m damn well going to do it and when I get there that’s it.

I’m stopping.

No more weight loss.

That’s the lot.

From that point onwards I begin to maintain – and honestly I still have to decide whether 14st 8.5lbs is even the right weight for me. It may fluctuate a little, it may remain static. It might need to go up a little.

It might be just right.

Who knows?

Whatever happens I’m planting my flag in that number when I get there and counting it as success – because as of today internet I am a man who is fourteen stone something or other and I did that.

I made it happen.

I’ve not been this size for nearly THIRTY YEARS.



For those of you who wondered whether the scales of Ultimate Accuracy were in fact as advertised – I’ll let you judge for yourselves.

This is what they said this morning.

Personally I think this was £30 well spent!


  1. This is just so, so brilliant! I’m so happy for you, especially as your doubts about target have vanished overnight. You deserve every ounce of that loss!

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  2. Congrats on your perseverance and amazing success. I lost 5 st , 4 1/2 yrs ago and keeping most it off… working at getting rid of 7 lb gain (done over 3 months) …maintaining is a challenge but well worth it

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  3. Yeay congratulations! That’s absolutely brilliant Davey! 😀 Keep up the awesome work! Also can we just take a moment to take in the fact that you actually fasted?! Where previously the thought of reducing your portionsizes made you feel entry and frustrated, you just were able to skip a meal. I am pretty sure that’s another non-scale victory 😀

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