Well I've left it a few days since I last blogged. The relentless onslaught of information about my health kick was becoming both tedious and boastful.
I mean it would only be an interesting story if I had a spectacular fall from grace and was found collapsed in my bedroom, in a pool of the Colonel's 11 secret herbs and spices, suffering from a KFC induced coma.
There has been no such wobble (apart from my belly when I'm exercising) and I even managed to resist the array of culinary wonders on offer in London during a weekend visit.
Making the right decisions and eating healthily is becoming second nature. Even when I was surrounded by amazing aromas and visions of succulence in Greenwich market I opted for a lamb and salad wrap with houmous. Impressive I know.
However London did provide temptations, such as coffee and beer, that meant some of my exercise and healthy eating were undone.
This made me realise that I have to dedicate myself to a nutritional programme that was more strict and far more challenging. Just being on a reasonable programme is too open to interpretation and rule bending.
So as of Monday (I've been a bit late in writing this) I have switched to a strict weight loss programme that basically entails......you guessed it meat, veg and nuts but literally nothing else.
I'm not allowed fruit, dairy, starchy veg (potatoes or parsnips) or any dark meats.
The new programme demands I eat four meals a day and eat nothing fun for the next 14 days. The worst part is having to eat meat and fish for breakfast. Just when I was getting used to banana and yogurt!
So far I have eaten cod for breakfast, homemade tomato soup for lunch, then a prawn salad mid-afternoon and finally a lovely pork loin stew.
It's going to be even harder, I know, but I'm a man that likes a challenge. I just need to be inventive with my meat, if you know what I mean.
Don't worry, I've got Heston on speed dial!
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