Why I’m Having a Fat and Lazy Day

Sometimes it’s just what the doctor ordered.

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I love to work out and do so five or six times per week. I train Krav Maga, hit the gym, run, go on hikes — check out my latest adventure below— and take part in trail races whenever I can.

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I also try to eat relatively well, for the most part — though I am fond of a drink or two at the weekends.

However, today I’ve decided to take a different approach and will spend the next twenty-four hours (or whatever hours I’m awake) having a fat and lazy day.

It shall go something like this;

Today’s itinerary

• Throughout the day I will have sugar with each of my coffees — not a lot, one per serving—instead of just in my morning cuppa.
• For breakfast, English muffins with butter instead of my usual bowl of Weet-Bix with fruit.
• Lunchtime I shall indulge with some processed food — chicken nuggets perhaps — heated in the oven and served with a side of ketchup. Tasty but who knows…