My single biggest impediment to dieting successfully is my sleep pattern. Getting up in the afternoon is diet kryptonite. You end up with no breakfast or a meaninglessly late one which throws off the schedule for the rest of your meals and in the dark of the night you seldom want a proper meal so it leads to snacking etc. It also tends to sap my willpower and lead to “dark thoughts”. An obvious example would be the fact that last week when I was getting up (roughly) normally I was cooking every day, posting to the blog, etc. This week? Nothing on either front. Continue reading…
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Man Vs Belly – Fatchelor Life 04 (I feed the sparrows too)
A mixed day today diet wise. Well that’s not really true. More a mixed day recipe wise. I was again rudely awaken before my alarm. This time by my sisters moronic dog doing its usual morning best to blow its lungs out (I can dream). Continue reading…
Man Vs Belly – Fatchelor Life 03 (Feeding the dirty pigeons)
Because there is nothing more exciting than reading about what I eat I have to apologise for posting this today as opposed to last night. Though in the interests of OCD I’m backdating it to last night. I CONTROL TIME ITSELF! Anyhow. I actually woke up a full hour and a half before my alarm today. Not through an act of will, but thanks instead to my deaf neighbour deciding that half nine in the morning is a good time to start a disco. Unfortunately being up early didnt aid with getting breakfast early, as I stomped downstairs and angrily brushed my teeth. Which necessitated waiting a while to eat. Continue reading…
Man Vs Belly – Fatchelor Life 02 (Avoiding morning soup)
The video for Parklife always makes me think Damon Albarn’s a cunt. Which he may or may not be. But that amzing insight is rather tangential to the subject at hand. Day two, supplies are running low, the other survivors are looking at me with I can only call “speculative ill intent”. The weight of the machete I hid in my luggage is the only thing I can trust. Ahem. Well I set an alarm today in an attempt to pull back my morning. I woke up a minute before it went off, but only got out of bed an hour after waking up. Still, beat yesterday by two hours if I keep that up I’ll be up at a human time by Thursday or so. Continue reading…
Man Vs Belly – Fatchelor Life (I get up when I want)
A little over a year ago I wrote the following, “I don’t want to shock you gentle reader, but I’m overweight. Not as overweight as I was in the past but nowhere near my “proper” weight either. Over the years I’ve tried various diets and eating plans, with the results ranging from excellent to disastrous.” It mildly saddens me to say that this statement still holds true today. Though again, a little less than when I wrote it. Back at the beginning of March I entered into a diet pact with someone. Nothing outrageous, we’d try to lose two pounds a week from the first week in March till the last week in June, specifically June 26th (the significance of that date should of course be obvious to our more devoted readers). Continue reading…
Man Vs Belly – Return to the temple of diet bar doom
So back over here I outlined my initial forays into the world of jam and diet bar manufacture. The former turned out splendidly, the latter, not so much. But undeterred I ventured once more into the fray. I wish I could tell you that I fought the good fight, and the second batch turned out better. I wish I could tell you that – but homemade diet-bars is no fairy-tale world. Continue reading…
Man Vs Belly – Healthy “Rice Krispie” Bars and Zero point “Monkey Butter”
Well I am nearing the end of my third week trying out the Weight Watchers program. I’ll cover it in another post but in short its going quite well. But I am now obsessed with using as few points as possible and I find that the biggest point sink (apart from affordable mince oddly enough) is snacks. Particularly “proper” snacks i.e. non healthy ones. The other day I was consumed by the bizarre urge for a rice krispie bun which lead me on a hunt for healthy rice krispie buns which ultimately led to the creation/modification of the recipes below. Oh yeah, I suppose I should mention, there are no actual rice krispie’s involved here. Sorry for breaking your heart. Continue reading…