I
basically need to stop being a tight bastard. If I walk into a shop
and I see something cut from £1 to 20p, I want it, regardless of how
much salt is in it. It's value, and saves me money. As long as it doesn't have mushrooms or broccoli in, I'll probably eat it.
Hence,
the reduced-to-clear aisle in Tesco is somewhat of a minefield. A “Big
Night In” rogan josh microwave meal would normally never interest
me, but if it's down from £3 to £1.15, I wouldn't turn my nose up.
(Well, not until I'd eaten two thirds of it, then literally I might
with watering eyes.)
But
at what cost? At the cost of seeing my body weight escalate above
77kg, that's what. And considering I was 60kg when I was 18, and
about 66kg when I moved out at 28, that's quite a setback. If I fell
out of shape in my younger day, I'd lose weight and look
malnourished. Now, I'm starting to look like a 33-year-old lump.
I've
got a holiday coming up in May. I'm planning to tone up for this, and
to do so I need to stop eating reduced products- even the
compulsively-tasty yoghurts. Instead: fresh meat and veg, home-made
pizzas, meals from recipes. This starts today. In a month's time I'll
see if my weight has come down. I'll also see if I've beaten any PBs at the gym.
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