Scales

Instead of doing a weird escapology act to weigh myself underwater, I made an appointment with the sports science department of a local college and had a load of health tests and body composition analysis done. While I'm generally fit and healthy, a full 23% of me is fat, which is rather high. I have to either lower my target weight or increase my muscle.

It reminds me of when I went out with a fantastically thin girl. She lived with me for a year and a diet rich in pasties and red wine allowed her to put on a little bit of weight. She's much more polite than me. When the doctor asked he her weight she gave some impossibly low number, the doctor then asked for he "target weight" she wanted to say "fuck off" but managed to subsititute that with "I haven't got one".

Richard "full fat" B

Dress Code

There are several photos of my late father doing informal activities (lawnmowing, boating, standing outside his house with his family, etc) while wearing a shirt and a tie.

I've just been to a track day with my brother. Thankfully it's not competitive motorsport so we don't have to wear fireproof suits, but we do still have to wear long sleeves and long trousers. The narrow pedalbox in my car also means that we end up wearing "racing driver" shoes. I like to wear a cardigan to trackdays to offset the fact that the racing driver shoes make it look like I'm taking the day altogether too seriously, but this time it was far too hot for a cardi.

Other than the crash helmet and the shoes I was dressed in summer mountaineering clothes. Very lightweight and slightly stretchy slacks and a similar pullover. My brother was struggling to find something with long sleeves that wouldn't be too hot and would stand the rigours of a day of driving. He very nearly chose a cotton dress shirt, and if he had he would also have worn a tie as a tribute to our father.

The chap with whom we were sharing a garage was a distinguished older gentleman, and judging by the livery on his towing car, he owned a Ferrari dealership. Without a hint of irony he was wearing a dress shirt both to drive and to prepare his track cars.

Richard "Brian James Race Shuttle 3" B