'Smiling Senior Citizen Using a Fitness Scale'. Now if this model is drawing her pension, I'll eat my hat, but only on a day where my calorie count isn't limited to 500 calories. She's a woman after my own heart though. The grey hair atop such a youthful face is a nice touch.
My 5:2 intermittent fasting diet, now in its third week is going swimmingly and I'm saying that as now the pounds have started to fall off. Two already have disappeared from my waistline this week and people are starting to notice. Thank's to my lovely colleague, Mr. Anonymous from Guyana, for being so observant yesterday! I've got myself into a routine on fast days that seems to be working. No breakfast, usual amounts of tea with semi-skimmed milk and two light meals at lunch and supper time. Yesterday's offerings were a small serving of chickpea saute, with the teeniest dollop of oil and yoghurt dressing stirred in and a small 95 calorie wrap stuffed with homemade coleslaw where I've went very easy on the mayonnaise. Just two tablespoons in a huge bowlful made from nearly a whole white cabbage. On a day where I'd forgotten lunch, a Coop Prawn and Noodle salad which was a mere 140 calories sufficed.
It suits me to chop and change the days where my calorie intake is limited. Friday's isn't normally good but last week I had an evening meeting. Bah! As I was denied my post working week treat of slobbing out with wine and chocolate in front of the telly I thought I might as well go the whole hog with sufferance. And what I do on fast days is also adapted so that I avoid temptation. Batch cooking and eating out are no-nos as are watching back episodes of 'The Great British Bake Off' on the BBC i-player. Or any other cookery programme for that matter.
So, after three weeks I'm still hanging in there. With weight loss kick started and the freedom to eat what I want to most of the time, it seems silly not to.