The 5:2 diet is the perfect 21st-century diet. It is borne out of a refusal to make sensible and measured changes and instead a desire for a quick, no thinking required answer.
But annoyingly it actually works, and the science backs it up.
Thanks to its colloquial meaning and people’s almost-compulsive drive to be exceptional, average has become quite the dirty word.
Yet when it comes to weight-management and fat loss ‘average’ can be the difference between success and failure.
In dietary terms your ‘average’ is what you’ve done at the end of the week or month when you take into account the good, bad and average days. Average is what is left after the blow-out meals, the binges and the purges.
ALL too often a new client will proudly tell me they ‘eat pretty healthily’ – and justify this claim on the basis that they always choose the ‘low-fat option’. The false conviction that fat is the bogeyman of health who needs to be avoided at all costs still holds strong despite recent pronouncements to the contrary
HAVING decided that my all-consuming and overpowering desire for chocolate and cookies had passed the point of being slightly worrying and postulated that an outbreak of intestinal Candida was to blame - these things are never my fault - I had put myself on a 4-week Candida diet to try and end my sugar addiction or fail miserably in the attempt.
OKAY, time for a confession. For as long as I can remember I’ve been a sugar fiend; chocolate chip cookies, pick-n-mix, chocolate bars, all have been foes I’ve battled daily.
Some days I win the battle, some days I lose - some days I lose big. But ultimately, and more significantly, I’m always losing the war.
Until recently I’d considered my love of all things sweet an unfortunate character trait. Considering I’ve been blessed with a super-fast metabolism I didn’t think this was too bad a cross to bear.
“Fail to prepare, prepare to fail,” is a well-worn and tiresome phrase. Unfortunately it’s also an accurate one when it comes to getting results from your fitness regime. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve had a client justify an appallingly bad food choice on the grounds of “but it was all they had in the supermarket.”