Friday 05 December 2014


I realise that I failed to explain why I was away from blogging and the 5-2 diet for about 18 months.

The reason for the first was that I did start a new blog. I must admit that this really did mess up my blogging routine, and although I did buy a domain and was blogging every night on a very specific topic, I eventually ran out of things to say, and got caught in the day to day job routine on the return from a very long, tiring and stressful journey to the States.

I never pretended I was going to become a proper blogger. After all, this blog is entitled “An Experiment in Blogging.”

But, I do remember reading somewhere that journaling and/or writing every day makes you a better person, more organised, more zen. And that is something I find inspiring.

So, here I am. blogging away. I never wrote a journal when I was teenager, but I also wanted to put my never ending flood of ideas in a coherent order.

So, that sort of explains why I interrupted my blogging. I started blogging about something else, I lost focus on this one. May happen again, if I manage to free my time the way my wife and I have planned.

The reason for stopping the 5-2 diet was that one long trip to the States, where I simply could not fast. I was way too jet-lagged, way too tired and way too stressed to put up with the headaches, the questions, even the possible inquisitive looks from my peers and customers. And, let’s not forget that, as a Salesman, I had to entertain my customers. and it would have felt awkward to not eat, especially as part of the job description is to entertain them (read always ask for the dessert card and drink till they can’t stand.)

Now, I need to come fully clean. I was very stressed with this job. I say ‘was’, because I eventually lost it. This job. One month before our son was born. while my in-laws were here, waiting for the baby to be born. So, the 5-2 diet just slipped my mind.

Then, once Etienne was born, the wife and I had to pull together, go through the no-sleep routine months, etc, and frankly, I didn’t have the taste for exercising or fasting. Plus, I was interviewing around the UK, even in France.

Finally, a year ago, I got a new job. Great job, home-based, UK-only with hardly any air travel (bliss !) a large portion of my time on the road. But the most important part of this that I work from home.

Obviously, the temptation for food is immense. My wife keeps on buying biscuits and whatnot, and it’s hard to resist.

Now, I managed to win her over with porridge oats during the summer. Before that, we were eating toasts of 50/50 white-wholemeal. One day, I got so bloated and fed up (no pun intended) with these, that I told her that enough was enough and that I was going to cook porridge oats. I cooked it for my son too, who loved it immediately, and then her, and then my daughter.

But, the temptation of the biscuits and stuff was still there, and I had to hack my mind in stopping this.

So, last week, when my suit felt really tight around the armpits, I decided that enough was enough and that I had to go back to the 5-2 diet.

After that, biking again is on the cards, and so is photography. But I’m not there yet. Just need to stay focus and effing do it.


Wednesday 03 December 2014


Yes, I survived my first fasting day in months. My wife thought I was kidding myself, and that past 9pm, I’d raiding the fridge for anything to eat, even cauliflower (God forbid I’ll never get that desperate.)

She even asked whether I was ‘allowed’ fruits. I told her simply that I was allowed anything, as long as it was 500 kcal max on my fasting days, and that the bowl of porridge oats with whole milk I get for breakfast is roughly that. As a result, this is the only food I’m allowing myself to eat on my fast days. That and water.

She was still stunned that I could go for fasting like this, and I must admit that the headaches yesterday didn’t help. Thankfully, I was very tired from the night before, and by 10pm, I was fast asleep.

Still, she recognised me when she saw me sinking my teeth in the bacon cheddar sandwich she made me for lunch today. She was even suggesting that instead of doing this 5-2 diet, I should simply eat less.

She’s probably right. And I also want to go back out cycle, even though it’s bloody freezing out there. And I want to be able to run with the kids when the snow comes and they need me to pull the sleigh. I want to my shirts and suits to feel a little looser around the armpits and waits. And ultimately, I’d appreciate it if she saw me as a sexual object once in a while too. But before I can get there, I need to start somewhere, and 5-2 is the answer I have chosen to hack my mind into thinking that it’s cool to do things that are less comfortable than being a slob.

So, yes, It’s all about determination for me. Give me an early win, let me grab a hanging fruit. Just let me see a 1 kilo drop within a couple of weeks of 5-2, so I can punch the air and feel good about myself and never look back.

And that is the reason why I decided to reboot my 5-2 in December. Forget New Year’s resolution, I make my New Year’s resolution before the Christmas food fest. Even harder to handle when I will be at home with the kids all day. By then, the habit should have settled in, and so it should be easier.

With that said, fasting resumes tomorrow. Talk about testing my resolve !

Until then…