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I …am a big bloke.
I’ve always been a big bloke …but apparently this is no longer acceptable in today’s brave new world.
When I used to go out, I would go for it.
Cocktails, wine, starters, main course, desert …cheese …those little chocolates at the end …with a single malt whisky or three.
Restraint was not a word that I understood.
Then I had a heart attack.
I survived and for many days I said to myself ‘never again’ would I risk my health over having too much to eat or drink.
For a short time, this worked… but gradually I began to weaken and my resolve just vanished into meals at Hawksmoor and fine wines delivered to my door.
I kept saying to myself – ‘What’s the point of working so hard and then not enjoying yourself?’
However.
My annual appointment with my cardiologist resulted in a follow up letter using the words ‘obese’ and ‘fatty’ …and… ‘possible early onset death’…
So, I’m on a diet.
I thought I’d put this out there so anybody that reads this can take some inspiration from the fact that even and old fart like me… set in his ways can make some lifestyle changes.
Fewer carbs, more protein.
No processed food.
No take aways.
Gym with personal trainer three times a week.
Walking every day.
No alcohol Monday to Friday.
I will keep you posted.
Mike C
