I’m getting a bit tired of this health thing - it’s been months since I’ve had Coca-Cola or a pizza.

Ok, so I’ve cheated a little with an ice cream from the Italian place next door (Giovanni’s) and perhaps a box of wine gums, but compared to my previous diet (or “eating plan”), I’m positively a Survivor contestant.

So, why am I not losing weight?
It started well, but now - nothing.

I’m drinking enough water to stem the melting polar ice caps; I’m training 3 times more per week than before and it’s taking up lots of sleeping time, yet I’m always tired.

I’m starting to get angry. I was happy before and now, with the false promise of a body like Marcus Schenkenberg, I’m starting to think that fat is beautiful.

I suppose I’m also annoyed that my holiday in Mexico has been cancelled and my car is on its last 4x4 legs.

I can’t even console myself with samoosas or chocolate. Hopefully the scale at the gym is broken or I’m experiencing water retention in sympathy with my pregnant staff.

Maybe next week will be better, or should I start looking for a therapist?
I’ll see how I feel next week!

Malcolm