After recent life changes, I find myself back at home living with my Dad. My father, whom I love dearly, is a bit of a fanatic. I’m fairly sure if one was to go digging they’d find a past life as a religious zealot – his personality having him dive into new interests with the passion, and oft delusion, of the aforementioned zealot.
At present his ‘healthy obsession’ is Tim Ferriss’ The 4-hour body (which is jostling for attention with his next most recent love, Systema). Once enamoured with something you pity any person that is unfortunate enough to be caught in a room with him, as he will corner them, and then proceed to disseminate his passion. I just so happened to be this poor bastard.
He gave the run down on the diet – essentially a variation on a dozen other low / no carb diets. Then onto the tricks and tips given to ‘hack’ the body. Things like ice baths, drinking combinations of grapefruit juice and coffee and eating near-on lethal amounts of cinnamon. Tim Ferriss, and his disciple, my father, we sounding like nutters (and me hoping it isn’t hereditary).
He then mentioned how much weight he’d lost to date, 6kg. Ok, now my interest was piqued. For all my father’s oft misplaced passions, he is fastidious with record keeping, and was able to show me his weight logs of his declining weight. Impressive.
After my recent return from the food centre of the universe, Hong Kong, I had put on 5kg and was looking to regain my ‘svelte’ figure. So, I’ve signed up for this crazy diet. I’ve made it through the first day, which consisted of vegetable mix and two boiled eggs for breakfast, vegetable mix and tuna for lunch and vegetable mix and a pork chop for dinner. I shall go into the diet in more detail later, but for now I am content to kick back with my second glass of merlot (two glasses of red wine are encouraged). Today was good.
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