the onset of summer, combined with uncooperative zippers and insubordinate seams,
has nudged me into rigourous dietary self-discipline: i am, alas, not one of those
fortunate souls who can eat and drink whenever and whatever they want without repercussions.
and because i dither, i decided to combine all the regimes that looked sensible and maintainable, stir in a few wise words from the weight-loss gurus (and an enormous amount of raw tomatoes, which, happily, are one of my favourite foods), season with regular exercise, and lots of rest, and a positive frame of mind, and see how i go.
i'm going fine, just fine. the effort feels minimal, and the results are, at least till now, maximal.
sometimes, i think, it's the timing that's tantamount.
and i don't, of course, have a lot else to do right now.