Progress report: Epic fail on the fasting front

Hello folks, it’s been a wee while since my last confession….er…..blog.  Since early May I’ve sworn countless times, failed to fast twice a week, been gluttonous, envious of my neighbours lycra-clad figure and guilty of neglecting my blog. It’s quite possible I also coveted an ox (slow-cooked on a bed of creamy mash) but I’m fairly certain I […]

The truth about exercise

I’m considering setting up a Michael Mosley fan club.  Come join me in a teenage-like crush on an unlikely 50-something heart throb.  Why?  Because he’s the doctor and documentary filmmaker responsible for Eat, Fast and Live Longer and the co-author of the Fast Diet.  The program and book that inspired the current wave of interest […]

Scales: Friend, foe or frenemy

My daughter has a fantastic pose that signals defeat.  Her chin drops, shoulders slump, tummy sticks out and her expression becomes a blend of injustice and confusion.  I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror while standing on the scales the other morning and realised where she gets it from.  I’m doing a seated […]

Three month progress report: The dog ate my homework

Or more pertinently, my holiday ate my weight loss.  Or perhaps I ate my holiday.  Whatever.  Bottom line:  Instead of celebrating an anticipated 10 kilos/22 pound weight loss, I’m scraping in with a 5 kilo/11 pound drop.  That’s 3 kilos gained and 2 that should have been lost but weren’t.  But you know what?  I […]

High Intensity Interval Training: The jury has deliberated and the verdict is in

When I posted about my intention to try HIIT, a reader suggested that I might feel like vomiting if I’m working at the right intensity.  I was very glad of that warning as it allowed me to wear the nausea with pride instead of fearing permanent damage to my incredulous organs.  They really didn’t know […]

yummy mummys and me

I’ve been thinking about those lycra-clad stay-at-home Mums.  You know the ones who drop off their children at school at 9am wearing black lycra leggings?  The ones who are still wearing said shiny leggings and itty-bitty stretchy tops at 3.30pm?  What I’m wondering is whether they spent the whole day waving their twiglet arms and legs around a la […]

I’m taking a sledgehammer to the scales

Standing on the scales this morning I felt pretty aggrieved.  Three fast days this week and NO WEIGHT LOSS!!!  I want to call in the umpire.  Review the tape.  Write to my MP.  Get a hug from my mum.  That’s so friggin unfair!  My immediate thought is that I might as well have eaten.  Can […]