Ok, I don’t really have any, but that doesn’t stop me measuring so I can see how every thing is going wrong over a bottle or two of Malbec or Pino Grigio if the weather is too warm.
As recently as two years ago I acquired one of those quietly flashy IPhone things which just shows those who pass me in the Mall that I might look moth-eaten, and badly dressed to boot, but yet I am clearly still “In the groove”
Now, with the aid of my Ambassador to all things Technical, I’ve put a sort of diet and fitness thing on my phone and laptop and connected it to something clever which counts the number of steps you take, cakes you eat and then says something at the end of the day like, “If you continue to guzzle anything you can get your greedy hands on like you have today you will be 800 lbs by the end of the week.”
As a snarky aside, I heard it mention that “Gettting out of bed, and stopping pretending that every vintage film you notice in the TV schedule is a “Must See” is a major advantage to those seeking beach fitness.
I am not seeking beach fitness, but I wouldn’t mind looking a bit dapper while I eat an afternoon tea, the recognised reward for anyone who spurned that third sausage at breakfast and refused ice cream with his sticky toffee pudding. Will power is everything is it not ?