Bye bye nineties

From 98 kg to 90 kg.
Another 7 to go.

I have farted the equivalent of 12 Graf Zeppelins.
I have walked shitloads of miles.
I have done 5 press-ups on each bench of the east pier on my way back from the lighthouse.
I have hardly drunk anything (except at THAT Catalan wedding).
I have slashed my portions.

I am fucking starved.