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Saturday 19th July 2008

See what I did there?

I've got a new watch. Out of necessity, mainly; the one I'd been wearing for the last year or so had disintegrated and was being held on with a bit of gafffer tape. Not a good look. In fairness it did cost a fiver from a stall on Tottenham Court Road so I think I got my money's worth out of it.

However, rather than simply pick up another cheapo one to tide me over, Clara suggested I get a good one as a sort of self-reward for losing two stone. Apparently a lot of people run these little incentive schemes for themselves to help them sustain a weight-loss programme. While I'm sure it helps, if "incentive" were all I needed to lose weight I'd have done it decades ago: "So, if I do this, I'll be able to wear what I like, I'll feel better than I've ever felt before, I'll be less self-conscious, more self-confident, I won't be permanently saddled with feelings of guilt and inadequacy, I'll smell better and I'll live for twenty years longer, but what's in it for ME?"

So I'm not treating this as "incentive", rather every time I look at my watch I'll see what I've achieved and why, and why I should keep it up. And that I'm late again, probably.

Oh, and needless to say if I put that two stone back on, I have to take the watch off.

This is the watch here; it's from the leisurewear company Fat Face (appropriately enough); I like it because it's big and chunky without being bling, and also because, amusingly, from a distance and to the untrained eye it looks a bit like this, which has been the most desired watch in the world for the last decade or so since it became James Bond's official watch (and don't we bloody know it? During Pierce Brosnan's tenure it was so prominent in every publicity still of him that I began to suspect they'd made an extra-large model for this purpose, and it was given enough special spy functions to ensure it got two or three loving close-ups per movie. Daniel Craig's Bond still has one but since the new gadget-lite approach the 007 films are taking has deprived the watch of screen time, in Casino Royale it actually got a name check, for crying out loud).

Not that I'm going to start trying to pass this watch off as anything it isn't, mind you. This blog entry's rather blown that prospect anyway. Besides, I liked the fact that when my watch arrived in the mail this morning it came not in a box, but in a tin builder's mug with a tupperware lid, which I'm fairly sure the Omega doesn't. Ha ha, a free tin mug. Where's YOUR free tin mug, Mr. Bond?

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