There's naught more motivating than fear of complete embarrassment.

On that basis I've committed to two exercise-y type things.

Today I start swimming style correction classes and start training to complete the 4.5km HBF Run for a Reason on 23 May 2010.

If you're in Perth and the fit type (or need help to get that way) take a look at Run for a Reason — you can choose a 14km or 4.5km run.

It'll be great exercise and will support charity at the same time.

Sustainable weight loss (and a healthy lifestyle) can't be achieved with diet alone.

Essentially, I need to get off my fat arse to lose my fat arse.

But I don't "do" the gym. The thought of jumping up and down in a room full of people and mirrors makes me want to eat a mars bar. Exercise for its own sake? Not for me.

So the second part of this challenge? Find a fun way (I can sustain) to become more active.

Confession.  While I don't eat a lot of greasy fast food and mars bars aren't my downfall, I do eat a lot.

If I'm going to be a grumpy old cow and whinge about kids today and their unhealthy eating habits I shouldn't be talking with my mouth full of silky creme caramel. 

Or at least I shouldn't be taking seconds.

I want to get rid of my pot belly but don't want to give up the pork belly.  I also have no intention of quitting being a grumpy old cow, so here comes the compromise.

Smaller portions.  Eating slowly.  Enjoying every mouthful.  No diets, shakes, pills or powders.  No sacrificing pleasure for righteousness.  But pleasure has to be the key.  No idle snacking.  No bland, boring food for the sake of eating. If it isn't going to give me pleasure, I'm not eating it.

So here's my challenge.  I have twelve months to settle into a rhythm of only eating for pleasure and sustenance.

Feel free to heckle me or join me.