Tuesday, 26 January 2010

The C-Plan Diet

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That's right, simply contract Hodgkins Lymphoma and you too can sit on the sofa for 8 hours a day, stuffing your lazy-ass face with chocolate and melted cheese sandwiches, whilst the weight simply drops off.

Afternoon. I went to the gym today. For the first time since November. I don't actually know what the plan was, but it was to do 'something' in an attempt to feel some sort of sparkle running through my body. I miss those endorphins.

I used the time as a chance to catch up with my personal trainer, who helped me through my '08 London Marathon, got me into boxercise and is a great guy to talk about love, life and the universe with. I miss our little sessions together.

Before we met today, I weighed myself on the gym scales. I am normally around the 78 kilograms mark, which is about 12.3 stone (for the record, I am six foot, medium build). Today I was 74 kilograms, which is just over 11.5 stone. In a nutshell, I've lost nearly a stone by sitting on my sofa and eating junk food.

My Lymphoma Manual has a section on diet and suggests eating *when* you want (rather than at mealtimes), adding cheese to everything, choosing full-fat products, drinking lard smoothies and chewing bacon rind between meals ... in fact, The Manual suggests doing everything that our Beloved Nanny State Government suggest we don't. It's fundementally a diet that Jeremy Kyle viewers would die for. Literally.

The exercise session was pathetic. 5 mins on a cross-trainer, 10 mins walking up a 12 degree gradient, 15 mins on a bike. I was shattered.

Still, it was something.

Then something very nice happened. The manager of the gym cancelled my membership. Not in a 'I've told you about setting up streaming webcams in the girls showers before, now get the hell out of here!' kind of way, but in a 'just come in when you can mate, it's free from now on' kind of way. One more success story for The Cancer Card.

As I walked back from the gym I felt a bit tearful. The realisation that my body is so fucked that it's going to be a long time before I can pound out a 10k run at lunchtime, or take a slower 10 mile jog at the weekend hit home. I was also touched by the free gym that I now have access too, when my pathetic body will allow it. People are quite nice really, you just gotta get a life-threatening illness to see it.

In a related subject, the creators of my music software (FL Studio), Image Line, sent me their new virtual synth product completely free, as they know about my illness. That is a $80 product.

I think I'm going to make a list of things that I want and start playing The Cancer Card whereever I go. I wonder if I can get sponsorship. I should write to Nike. "Just Do It ... But Don't Worry If You're Not Up To It Mate, Just Do What You Can"

Thursday looms. Chemo session 3 beckons like a school headmaster at the end of the summer break. I guess I better pack my PE kit.

And so that will be all for today. But remember, if you work for a company that makes cool stuff, send me free shit before I die. It'll make you feel better about yourself.

1 comment:

Rachel said...

Hmmm. Your 'poor' effort at the gym is me at the peak of my fitness. The shame. x