Well all is fine with the health, apparently, apart from the fact I've been warned off cheese and other cholesterol inducing food stuffs for the time being. Such a penance!
Due to a recent spate of lethargy and general upsidedownedness, I visited my medic in Limerick for fasting bloods, just to eradicate the possibility of anything debilitating like plague or the lurgy. Well, it all checked out grand except for the aformentioned and ever-so-slightly raised cholesterol, so I was posted a diet sheet.
The following is fine, to be eaten regularly: Chestnuts, walnuts, pinenuts, skimmed milk, soya milk, COTTAGE cheese, sorbet, Marmite, Bovril, lemon juice, herring, mackerel, wholemeal flour, fucking rice cakes, commeal, brown rice and crisp breads.
What do all the above have in common? I have never touched a single one. That is right.
The following is ok, to be eaten sporadically: White bread, teacake, pancakes, pistachio nuts, peanut butter, jam, marmalade, olives and oven chips.
Slightly better here, but any of the above should only be consumed twice to three times weekly. Incidentally, booze falls into this category. I felt this gave me carte blanche to get rubbered on Wednesday, but that's another story.
The following are 'treats': Most nuts, some cheeses like Edam and Camembert and Gouda and Brie, sugar coated cereals, jellies, malted or hot chocolate drinks made with skimmed milk only, chips and roast potatoes cooked in suitable oil (most likely not to be found in the Fish Bar across the road, again something I flouted on Wednesday), prawns, molluscs, crab, oysters, lobster and winkles. I have no idea what a winkle is. Oh, and tripe.
The above are to be consumed just once a week or less. And that means one of the above once a week, not all of the above once a week. Or somewhere in between. Must look into that.
Finally, completely verboten? Full fat milk or cream, most cheeses (the horror), sausages, luncheon meats, pate, sausage rolls, burgers, scampi, coconut (bizarrely enough, stay away from those Bounty bars kids!), cream filled biscuits, chocolates, toffee, fudge, cream soups, deep-fat-fried chips, normal roast potatoes and, most sadly, goose, which easily constituted a quarter of my daily diet before this fiasco.
What will I do without my daily goose dipped in chocolate lard? It's all too much.
I have three courses of action here. Action the first sees me embrace this new healthier eating pattern, replete with regular apples, Flora and Weetabix, and go back in six months to be told I'll live to be 100.
Action the second sees me stick to it for a couple of weeks but implement a strict exercise regime, based around a fuck load more than I'm doing currently, thereby off-setting the odd quarter pounder with cheese with muscle bounding daily workouts.
Action the third sees me ignoring the whole thing safe in the knowledge that my card is marked no matter what I do.
In reality, the whole thing will be a conundrum of all three. There will be times where I fold, times where I bound around Cabra like a man possessed with sweatbands and a glowing forehead, times where I choose the cup of hot water over the coffee, and times where I get completely buckled and pay for it for days. I can't promise to try and eat healthier, but I CAN promise to try to try.
(I wonder if I can eat these rashers. They're only three days out of date.)