At page one ninety-three she is starting slowly to give me some indication that I could practically do some of what she is saying in the hope of making myself a healthier person. (Let's face it, giving up every sugar and every carb is maybe not impossible, but highly improbable—there is no point in a life which will never, ever again have cake). There are even a couple of things I downright love. She says: soak in the sun (moderately). She says: eat fibrous vegetables with melted butter all over them (only if it is grass fed, mmmmm, is that possible to source? Just googled it—there is some in Myrtleford.) She says: do not exercise for more than twenty minutes at a time, anaerobically (just had to google that too because thinking about exercise occupies very few of the neurons in my brain for only very short times and I just flippantly assumed in the past it meant exercising without breathing which I knew I couldn't do; turns out it means exercising intensely for anything from a few seconds to maximum two minutes before a rest period. I can so do that!) So in summary I am taking my weight loss regime to be sitting in the sun eating veggies soaked in butter that I raced quickly to and from the kitchen to get. Done!
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