Counting Calories

Losing 52 lbs in 52 weeks for Macmillan Cancer Support

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I have been living a quantified life, probably rather pointlessly, for several years. I wear a tracker that counts the number of steps I do every day. It estimates how many calories I burn, measures my heart rate and tells me how well I'm sleeping. In turns out that spending several years aimlessly collecting data comes in handy when you start looking at all the numbers and use them to change your lifestyle. Who knew?

It's only been three months, but I already see improvements to my health and how I feel.

Fall in heart rate

For example, I can tell you that my average resting heart rate has dropped by 14 or 15 beats per minute since I began the diet. That’s probably down to a combination of two things; the increase in aerobic exercise, improving heart-health, and a slowdown in metabolism. My health tracker tells me that this is an improvement from “fair to average” to “good” for someone of my age. A slower metabolism is a double-edged sword, though. Yes, I don’t feel the need to eat as much and my heart is no longer fluttering like a hummingbird in my chest, but it’s also getting harder to burn calories and every pound lost is now a harder win.

Sleep apnoea

When I first met my wife a little over 11 years ago, I didn’t snore much at all. Not really. Over the years, as I put on weight, that changed. The bigger I got, the more snorty I became. We joked about it; about how phenomenally loud it was, like a plane taking off or a washing machine on spin. She would put earbuds in to block out the sound, turning the volume up full. My snoring was louder. I woke myself up sometimes, mid-snore, wondering what the noise was.

Then a little later, I began to stop breathing in my sleep. Sometimes for tens of seconds at a time, many times a night. My partner shook me awake when it first started, afraid that I’d died. I recorded a few nights snoring using an app on my phone and could hear myself choking, or stop breathing, over and over.

Earlier this year, I began waking from sleep gasping for air. It was the strangest feeling, like washing up on shore with head pounding and lungs deflated. It’s called obstructive sleep apnoea – a condition where the throat relaxes and collapses while you sleep, preventing you from breathing correctly. Your sleep is interrupted all night long by dozens and dozens of “micro-awakenings” that you’re unaware of. Sometimes you’re so deep in it that you begin to suffocate.

That has mostly stopped. The snoring became lighter as I lost weight until my wife tells me, it’s now at “normal” levels. I recorded myself snoring this week and, although it still sounded quite loud to me at points, there were no longer any long pauses or horrifying choking sounds. Progress, I guess.

Acid reflux

I’m sorry about this bit. Acid reflux isn’t a pleasant thing to think about. It’s worse having it. Acid reflux is indigestion that’s been to the gym and returned bulging with veins and muscles. I don't know where the gym is in that metaphor. Perhaps it's in your colon.

I’ve been taking medication to reduce acid reflux on and off for about six years. I started taking that very seriously, again, because of sleep disturbance. Sometimes I would wake up with painful heartburn or, worse, choking on acid at the back of my throat. Combined with the sleep apnoea, it wasn’t pleasant, and I did see my GP about it, who prescribed proton pump inhibitors and sent me on my way (two or three times).

I haven’t needed any antacid medication now for ten weeks and have had very few problems at all. No night-time indigestion, no waking with symptoms. The fact that it cleared up so quickly can’t be wholly attributed to weight-loss – but a side-effect of counting calories is that I don’t snack in the evenings. No crisps or biscuits or chocolate while I’m binging on Netflix for the snatched hours before bed. My meals are healthier and lighter, and I rarely feel too full. Partly, I was causing the acid reflux with my bad diet. Losing weight has helped also.

Fewer hypoglycaemic episodes

One of the main things I was apprehensive about going into this diet was managing my blood sugar levels. It turns out that worry was mostly unfounded. It’s not the amount you eat that triggers a hypoglycaemic response (I am reactive hypoglycaemic, which means I over-produce insulin), it’s what and when you eat.

My diet is far away from keto or Atkins, but my intake of simple carbs has dropped while I’ve been counting calories. I also eat much more protein. This happened fairly naturally. When you realise that a white roll “costs” 150 calories – the same as a portion of brown basmati rice (which is much more filling), you choose the complex carb instead. I realised I could make a griddled breakfast with very little oil, tomatoes, mushrooms, eggs and fake bacon (I don’t eat meat) that came in at 400 calories if I cut out the toast and hash browns. This type of substitution has taken me a long way. Complex carbs and protein have a lower GI (Glycaemic Index) and don’t trigger the sugar crash.

The other secret weapon is to eat six meals a day with calories portioned out. A typical day might look like this:

Breakfast: c300 Morning snack: (up to) 200 Lunch: c450 Afternoon snack: (up to) 200 Dinner: c450 Evening snack: (up to) 200

Each “meal” has protein and complex carbs – and that approach has been enough to control my blood sugar levels. I haven’t been dizzy, faint or fallen asleep in the afternoon since I started the diet.

Stamina and clarity

I don’t know whether this is just a general effect of managing my blood sugar levels more efficiently or whether it’s because I’m sleeping better, but I do feel more... awake. In one of my first posts, I recounted how low blood sugar made me dopey, made my thinking foggy and slow. I’m still forgetful and aphasic, but not as much. I think that’s probably just how I am.

I haven’t felt sleepy on the train home for a while, either. This week I had a particularly long day, getting up before 05:00, working until 17:00, arriving home after 19:30 tired but still mentally alert.

That brings its own problems. The quicker my thinking, the more likely I am to say the first thing that’s on my mind. But this is a blog about weight-loss, not my ongoing personal battle with catastrophic candour.

Overall, that’s a lot of positive physical change in just three months. There are odd things I’m noticing too, like my body’s asymmetry. Did you know that you lose weight in different places at different rates? You can. It’s weird.

I am working on other things too; increasing resistance training, trying to walk for pleasure rather than to get places. Making myself row five kilometres nowhere, three days a week.

I hate it when people talk about progress as a “journey” – but it kind of is. You go off in a direction you haven’t been before, and you keep finding new things. That’s what a journey is, right? Except, this is one measured in time rather than space.

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I set up my fundraiser through a website called “Just Giving” because lots of people seem to use it and it allowed me to connect to my chosen charity, Macmillan Cancer Support.

Very recently, someone got in touch to tell me that they were unable to donate to my campaign. It turned out that they were trying to donate from the United States and that Just Giving – a UK based site – wouldn't accept overseas payments.

Damn. That's inconvenient.

As a freelance writer, I worked internationally. I would never have been able to make a living just writing for UK markets. Some days, days like today, I look at the weakness of the pound against the dollar and I wonder why I ever applied for a real job. The only conclusion I can possibly arrive at is that I am stupid.

Anyway. Although there are still some people who believe in nations and countries and DVD regions etc. I have always been able to work and network globally thanks to the power of the information superhighway. Do you remember when we called it that? What buffoons we were. The information super-landfill more like. The information super-red light district. The information super-dark alleyway. You get my drift.

Sorry, I'm having a very hard time sticking to the point today. The point is this. If you are not from the UK, you can now donate to my campaign to lose 52 lbs in 52 weeks for Macmillan Cancer Support too. It's easy. Instead of going to Just Giving, you can go to my PayPal link instead and I will deposit your donation in my Just Giving account ASAP. There's even a QR code. I'm told that some people use those. Here it is:

And because I am starting to amass links, I have created a page on Link Tree as well.

That's it. Short update this week. Next week I'll be a full three months into my challenge – a quarter of the way through – and I'll be updating with a post about all the physical changes that have happened in that time. Don't worry, it won't be weird.

Well, maybe a bit weird.

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I think I got a bit cocky, for a moment. I have a plan in place based on “reasonable repetition” in my diet, strict adherence to 1800 calories a day, choosing low GI foods and doing extra exercise on days that I don’t go to work.

Two months in, it has worked and worked well. I started at 17stones and 12 lbs. At my weigh-in last week I was 16 stones and 7 lbs. Actually, 6.6 lbs – but 7 is what I recorded. My aim is to lose 52 lbs in total, over 52 weeks. Last week, I was sure that I was going to smash that. I’d been losing between 2 and 3 lbs every week on my regime and feeling pretty good on it.

This week, the scales haven’t gone down any further. One morning I stepped on after my shower and it had actually gone up... 16 stones and 7.4 lbs. What the heck?

Also, I haven’t been feeling great. My partner commented that my mood had improved since I started dieting and I had put that down to managing my blood sugar levels. But it was more than that. I had felt, generally, fitter and happier. This week though, I’ve had a real set back. The brain fog returned and I was grasping for words in meetings and workshops. On my walk to the train station, cold sweat would signal the onset of hypoglycaemia. Just then, it took me three attempts to spell hypoglycaemia.

All my fears about dieting were coming true – I felt like I was starving myself for nothing.

Ugh.

I had to find out what was happening, so spent an evening doing some research and, it turns out, it’s fairly common to hit a plateau a few weeks into a diet. There are a few theories about why this happens. Some sources suggest that your metabolism slows down as you diet, (which I was aware of for reasons I’ll return to in a future post). After a while of eating fewer calories, your body needs fewer calories. Our bodies are designed to maintain a status quo and if you impose a new one on it, it will adapt to it. Makes sense, then, that at some point the reduced number of calories will be all that you need.

Stupid body.

How do you course correct that? The advice I’ve found (and I’m not pointing to sources because it’s all so generic) pretty much says the same thing. Eat fewer calories, burn more calories. I’m already eating under 1800 calories a day, so I don’t have much wiggle room there, but I’m going to try cutting it down to 1700.

I could also be doing more exercise on down days. While I’ve been strict about calories, I’ve been more laissez-faire about exercise, fitting in a rowing session when I can and skipping if I felt under pressure from work to finish a task. Which is every second of every day. I recognise that I’m going to have to make time to do that.

Which brings me to another theory. Several sources say that stress inhibits weight loss. Recent biological studies suggest that cortisol, a hormone produced when we’re experiencing stress, not only makes us want to increase our caloric intake, it also promotes an increase in belly fat and slows down the metabolisation of fat.

I just wrote a paragraph describing everything that I am dealing with at work at the moment, then decided to delete it for two reasons:

  • 1. Discretion
  • 2. Oh my God just seeing it all written down makes me freak out.

And that’s why I’ve decided that after writing my journal entry today, I’ll spend the morning doing household chores. I’ll get the car cleaned and do some meal prep, because time spent doing that on a Sunday morning will buy me time during the week when I can be doing all the stuff that’s causing the stress. Let’s call it constructive procrastination.

Also, and it’s worthless fibbing about this, although I’ve been sticking to a strict calorie count I haven’t always been eating the right foods. That seems to make a difference. You have enough calories left in the day for a portion of chips, but that doesn’t make it a good idea to eat a portion of chips. With curry sauce and bits. I’m talking to myself now. This has not been a good week.

I think the real key here will be to break the cycle, whichever way I can. If that means increasing my activity levels a bit on down days and reducing calorie intake a bit more, I’ll try that. If it means making an extra effort to stick to “good”, low GI foods, I’ll do that. The only thing I won’t do is give up.

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As part of my quest to lose weight, I’ve been sticking to a strict limit of 1800 calories a day. I've been doing that now for about nine weeks. Only forty-four weeks left to go...

If you’ve already read why it was so difficult for me to start a diet you’ll know I have a condition that makes it hard to maintain an even blood sugar level during the day. I’m busy too, with little time to calculate and document how many calories are in every meal I eat. One strategy that works for me is reasonable repetition; eating similarly composed meals for breakfast and lunch.

I’ve not written about the other strategy before because, when I do, people look at me funny.

Here’s my confession. I am using a “nutritionally complete” meal replacement system called Huel. A powder that you mix with water, it’s made mainly from pea and rice protein, oats, sunflower oil and a cocktail of micronutrients. It looks like a thick milkshake and tastes... sort of like a thick milkshake.

I feel like I have to explain this. You see, I was a technology journalist in a previous life, which means I’m a serial early adopter. I must be one of the only members of Gen X with a TikTok account. I first wrote about nutritionally complete meal replacement drinks back in 2013 and I’ve tried quite a few of them since – some for longer periods than others. Huel is the only one I’ve ever really, honestly, liked.

For me, there are lots of things to recommend Huel. First off, it’s vegan. I’m a slightly less militant, common-or-garden vegetarian, but I appreciate the work that’s gone into formulating a meal replacement that contains no animal by-products at all. Second, it doesn’t contain any soy protein. Soy protein just doesn’t agree with me. It bloats my stomach and makes me gassy. Goodbye, veggie burgers and meal replacements full of soy protein powder.

Third, Huel has a really low glycaemic index or GI. Its GI of 27 (out of 100) is lower than lentils or porridge oats. There's a ready-mixed version that has an even lower GI of 25. Anything over 70 is considered high and there are more foods close to this bracket than you might think (most bread, potatoes, white rice). This is a good thing. It means that Huel doesn’t spike my blood sugar and cause the reactive hypoglycaemia I dreaded so much going into this challenge.

I left the main reason I like Huel to last. It enables me to count calories really quickly. I should point out that Huel isn’t specifically designed for weight loss at all. It’s not like those horrible pink diet shakes you can probably still get from Boots or Superdrug. It’s a consistent, predictable and nutritionally complete food. Two scoops blended with about 450ml of water makes a replacement meal that’s just over 300 calories. It takes about two minutes to prepare.

Some people, hardcore Silicon Valley post-human, bulletproof-coffee swilling types, replace all their meals with Huel or similar systems. Me? I just use it to make my dieting day easier. Most days, especially when I have a long or tough day ahead, I’ll have 300 calories worth for breakfast – but it’s most useful for me in between meals. Instead of having a muffin or flapjack mid-morning, I have 150 calories of Huel. It helps me to avoid impulsive, fattening snacks, keeps me on an even keel and, when you mess with it a bit, doesn’t taste at all bad.

The most important thing is that it's working. With carefully balanced diet and exercise, I've lost 15 lbs in nine weeks.

A typical, busy day’s menu might be:

  • 07:00 – Huel for breakfast
  • 10:00 – A 150 calorie snack-size Huel
  • 13:00 – A raw salad with a large portion of protein or some dhal with pitta
  • 15:00 – A small portion of Huel again
  • 18:00 – Whatever the hecking heck I want for dinner, within my calorie limit
  • 20:30 – Some popcorn, a few nuts, a banana or a cup of dairy-free yoghurt

Then, at the weekend or quieter days, I’ll have overnight muesli or banana and peanut butter on thick, wholemeal toast for breakfast. Because I can. Other days I’ll have what I call a “Huel fast” which isn’t a fast at all because Huel is food. It’s just food that you drink.

It’s not all sunshine and unicorns. The standard flavoured versions are too sweet for my mature palate. Fortunately, there’s an unflavoured, unsweetened version. I mix this half and half, a scoop of each, with the vanilla or banana flavoured versions. I’ve also experimented with my own “recipes”. My favourite is two scoops of vanilla Huel, a scoop of unflavoured, a shot of cold espresso and a teaspoon of cocoa powder. Topped up with water in a tall shaker and thoroughly mixed, it’s mocha flavoured. This makes enough (for me) to have breakfast and a mid-morning snack.

A general tip; I always make up my Huel the night before and leave it in the fridge until morning. It tastes better cold and leaving it overnight improves the consistency massively.

To repeat, Huel isn’t diet food – but it is vegan, nutritionally complete, easy to make and easy to calorie count. It’s the latter characteristic that has made it a Godsend for my diet. As a long as I have a flask of it in my bag, I can always let others eat cake.

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I always think it’s worth breaking a big goal into smaller goals. I may have picked that up from Getting Things Done by David Allen, one of only four self-help books I’ve ever read (the other three are Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway by Susan Jeffers, Managing your Mind by Gillian Butler et al. and Thirteen Steps to Mentalism by Tony Corinda).

Case in point, you decide you want to be a train driver, but you are only 14 years old. You obviously can’t just turn up at your local train station on Monday and start operating the 14:05 from Edinburgh to Plymouth. You need to grow up a bit first, then:

  • Do some research into how to apply
  • Pass your GCSEs, a minimum of five grades A to C
  • Make sure you are physically fit
  • Be mentally resilient and able to deal with crises
  • Learn how to drive other vehicles safely
  • Try to get an entry-level job on the trains as a conductor or customer care assistant
  • Apply for an apprenticeship when one comes up
  • Train as a driver
  • Get a job as a train driver

Then each of these tasks has it’s own sub-tasks. To pass GCSEs, for example, you have to:

  • Go to school
  • Attend lessons
  • Do the work that’s set over a period of two years
  • Read and study around each subject
  • Revise the key points of each subject
  • Sit and pass the exams

Every time you reach a goal, you have to set yourself a new one. It's almost as though there is an infinite number of regressing and progressing possibilities in either direction. Which there are.

When losing weight there are other activities that contribute towards each goal. To count calories you have to control portion sizes, avoid high-calorie options, parcel out food sensibly throughout the day, think ahead to the next meal and so on. You have to plan when to exercise and what that exercise will be. There are some task elements that you don’t even think about at first.

Exercise isn’t just about burning calories and improving aerobic health, for example, you have to tone up and build muscle (so you don’t burn it). I noticed early on that I was losing weight but getting flabbier – because I wasn't doing enough resistance exercise.

The biggest challenge is to just to keep going. I do that by gamifying my goals. Losing four stones is a big goal and a year is a long time to maintain sight of it. Breaking it down into sub-goals has helped me to stay on track. Some of the sub-goals that kept me going are:

  • A commitment to losing at least 1 lb in weight every week
  • A larger goal to lose at least 4 lbs every four weeks
  • Treating each stone lost as a clear milestone (I’ve lost one full stone so far)
  • Keeping up this journal
  • Going down successive waist sizes in trousers
  • Fitting into an old jacket or shirt
  • Matching my weight at different times in my life

That last goal is an interesting one – and here’s where I reveal how much I weighed at the beginning of this.

When I started losing weight I was the heaviest I had ever been; 17 stones and 12 lbs. I remember going over 16 stones a couple of years ago and a nagging thought crept into the back of my mind. It said, “this is too much – you’re too heavy now”.

Then at the beginning of that summer, I hyperextended my knee. For about four months, from May to August 2017 I was walking with the assistance of a stick. For someone who normally averages five miles a day it impacted my health and weight significantly. Injured and unable to exercise, bored and eating more calories than I needed, I returned to work that September a stunning 15 lbs heavier. With new and bad habits ingrained, I continued to put on weight even after I’d fully recovered.

As I began to lose weight with this diet, my first significant milestone goal was to lose a stone. I accomplished that goal last week. My next goal is already within sight – and that’s to get to 16 stones, the weight I was when I injured my knee.

I started this diet in a hot moment; a conflagration of circumstances and realisations catalysed into action by an unthoughtful advertising campaign from an organisation that should have known better.

I have been losing weight a little faster than I expected – but it has not been easy. I’m eight weeks in and I’m still “obese”. Even when I reach my target weight of 13 stones and 12 lbs – I’ll still be “overweight”.

Of course, when I get there, that’s when I’ll just set myself a new goal.

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I still get a kick out of calling my partner “my wife”. I know it’s old fashioned and probably patriarchal but... a little over two years ago we stood in front of each other and, in front of our immediate family, we both pinky swore that we were going to make this god damn work for as long as possible. Until one of us dies, in fact.

It will probably be me, to be honest.

My wife (giggle) has always been very careful about the fuel she puts into her body. In fact, when we met she was a long-distance runner, regularly pounding out five miles a day.

I was yoyo-ing at the time. Going back and forth across the “healthy/overweight” boundary after a bad break-up, my fortieth birthday and six months recovering from an accident. I wasn’t really dieting, I was just not eating much. But I was rowing. I was rowing a lot.

The indoor rower was the only piece of gym equipment I was ever attracted to. The treadmill frightened me and the cross trainer made me feel like a badly made robot. Stationary bikes take you nowhere and do nothing of interest. The indoor rowing machine and I, we bonded for a while. I could strap my feet in, plug-in my iPod and row away for half an hour at a time, easily.

I chose well because rowing is one of the best workouts you can get. It’s aerobic and muscle building. It targets the upper and lower body, and is relatively low impact. When you do it correctly, it even burns belly fat. I was daft to stop – but I made the mistake of thinking that I only needed to exercise to lose weight, not maintain health.

This time, I’m taking a more clinical and less cynical approach to it.

I know that I have to exercise as well as not eat too much. I have a layman’s understanding that if I put fewer calories in than I burn, I’ll lose weight – but that if I don’t exercise and eat enough protein, the weight will come from muscle rather than fat.

The same way I count calories, I now document exercise. During a working day, it’s easy. I can walk five miles without thinking about it. On days at home, working or not, I don’t even leave the house sometimes. So, discipline and documentation are key.

The rule is, if I’m not at work I have to do an hour’s exercise. So, I bought a rowing machine for home. I do half an hour of that and half an hour of something more gentle. I know it’s doing me some good because it makes me feel good. I had to Google the science bit (even though I knew it intuitively).

Ahem:

  • Exercise lowers metabolism, so you can process calories more effectively
  • Resistance exercise helps to build muscle and burn fat.
  • It also lowers blood pressure and improves heart health (because the heart’s a muscle).
  • That addictive, feel-good sensation is your brain on dopamine, endorphins and increased serotonin. Free, mind-altering substances made by your body.

So, how do I feel right now? After a stressful couple of weeks at work – not bad at all. As well as losing weight I am beginning to notice changes in my body and my general mood.

My wife (he he he) says I’ve been much less grumpy since I started counting calories. That’s, in part, because I’m controlling my hypoglycaemia more effectively, but it’s also because I’m making exercise a priority.

All I have to do now is keep it up for the rest of my life.

What no one tells you about losing weight is how much repetition and admin is involved.

I do enough of that at work, so I'm resistant to doing too much at home. So I hack it instead.

How much thought did you give to breakfast this morning? Probably not a great deal. We know it's supposed to be the “most important meal of the day” but we're all so busy, aren't we? We eat the same cereal until the packet is empty or grab the same sandwich from the same cafe.

A friend of mine briefly ran a Tumblr documenting his breakfast routine, posting a photo every day. Every day two slices of Marmite on granary toast, a glass of vitamin drink and a cup of coffee. For months. It was a good joke, because that's the reality for most of us. There are better things to be thinking about first thing in the morning.

When I look at manufactured diets – the diets in books and clubs – there's always a bewildering amount of variety though. One morning you're supposed to kick off your day with some wild blueberry porridge you prepared yourself the night before, the next a smoked kipper with a cup of spinach, the next an egg white omelette, garnished with birdseed. Who has the time? Never mind the storage space in the average kitchen. If I was really going to flip my lid about it I'd say this just goes to show that the dieting industry makes losing weight a privilege. All those expensive, exotic grains, all that endless, vacuous variety. Try finding red quinoa in the corner shop on your council estate.

My broad approach, at least where breakfast and lunch are concerned, is reasonable repetition.

I am currently rotating through the same handful of breakfasts that I know clock in around 300 calories. Overnight muesli is one (I throw a sliced banana, chopped apricots and flaked almonds into a bowl of oats, cover with soy milk and pop it in the fridge until morning). Another one is (thinly spread) peanut butter on wholemeal toast. The ingredients are dried or keep well in the cupboard. I don't faff with fish or punnets of fresh fruit. The latter because they go off, the former because I don't eat it anyway...

Again, lunch is chosen from a narrow range of options. The benefit is that I don't need to calculate how many calories are in the lentil hotpot I ate last week (and the week before) or the curry I'll eat three days in a row. Leftovers figure large. It's easy to make an extra portion of something at dinner for lunch the next day.

I did learn one great trick from Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall (not in person, off the telly) and have adapted it to quickly make non-boring lunches I can take to work.

I have a sturdy lunchbox and in that I put:

  • 1 part carbohydrate (cooked pasta, rice, new potatoes with the skins on or a hunk of good bread)
  • 2 parts protein (cooked chickpeas, bean salad and/or boiled egg)
  • 3 parts raw veg (grated carrot, sweetcorn, chopped tomatoes, red pepper)
  • As much lettuce and leaves as I like
  • A sprinkle of chopped leafy herbs (parsley, coriander, basil or mint)
  • A simple dressing (a few chili flakes and a squeeze of lime, a tablespoon of soy sauce with grated ginger – or an off the shelf diet dressing)
  • Some crunchy bits to sprinkle on (a few croutons or bacon-flavour sprinkles, fried onions, crisp celery or dry-fried pumpkin seeds)

You can spend half an hour adding up all the calories there but it will probably come out at between 300 and 350. The dressing and herbs enable you to change up the flavours. As for the carbs, they could easily be leftovers from dinner (which grates on me every time I type it because I'm from Huddersfield, where “dinner” is “tea”).

So, what about tea? That's the tricky one. Of course, it's best to have a proper plan. A seven-day dinner plan, costed, with ingredients in the fridge and cupboards. I've gone one better than that. In my Google Drive is a spreadsheet with 28 days worth of dinner in it.

To be honest, we rarely stick to it.

One thing I do know that is dangerous for dieting, and that's getting home a couple of hours before bedtime and having bare cupboards. So, we make sure we always have brown rice and pasta to minimise the temptation to go for chips. Tins of beans, lentils and chickpeas, because no one has time to pre-soak pulses. Tomatoes, onions, garlic, a basic range of spices and, at the very least, some dried herbs. Pick up some fresh veg on the way home, it doesn't really matter what. From those ingredients, I can make a range of things – from chilli, to vegetarian bolognese to dhal. So, if I don't have a plan I won't be too tempted to call for pizza.

I do have a few other hacks that I'll talk about in future updates. Quite a lot, to be honest. Next time, though, I'll say a few things about exercise – because losing weight isn't all about what you stop doing.

I'm sorry, but part of documenting your weight loss online is taking photos of progress. I'm going to have my photo taken at the end of every month of dieting. No filters, no smoothing and no holding my belly in. In future, I hope we'll refer to this as the “before” image...

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One month in...

I have a condition called reactive hypoglycaemia. When I eat certain foods, my body makes too much insulin, and my blood sugar levels rapidly drop.

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The symptoms of a full sugar crash are scary – shivering, blurred vision, nausea, extreme weakness, impaired cognition, difficulty speaking, sweating and, sometimes, fainting. On a day-to-day basis, I will experience some effects of low blood sugar, including poor short-term recall, diminished focus, headache, fatigue and aphasia (the inability to recall words). I remember experiencing that last symptom on the first day of a creative writing class and being called “thick” by a Booker listed novelist, in front of 20 other students.

At least she didn't call me fat.

Though I didn't get a formal diagnosis until I was 30, the symptoms were there in my mid to late 20s. I used the early Internet to search for advice and discovered a full “FAQ” on the topic. I wish I could find that document now because it was one of the most succinct and accessible descriptions of the condition and how to manage it that I've ever read, but I do remember some of the advice it gave:

  • Eliminate processed sugars from your diet entirely. They are poison.
  • Eat fewer simple carbs (fruit, jam, syrup)
  • Go for unrefined carbs when possible (brown rice, wholemeal bread and pasta)
  • Eat foods with a lower “glycaemic index” (foods that don't raise your blood sugar level as much) in general
  • Have a portion of protein with every meal
  • Eat smaller meals
  • Eat at more frequent intervals – having six or seven “meals” a day
  • Eat before bedtime to prevent blood sugar from dropping overnight
  • Reduce or eliminate stimulants like alcohol, nicotine and caffeine
  • Avoid sweeteners (because they make it more difficult for you to wean yourself off sugar in the long term)

Even then, this seemed like a lot of “rules” to follow – and when you dig into the substance of them, they sometimes spawn sub-rules, like baby spiders breaking out of an egg sac. My success at following this regime has ebbed and flowed over the years and, inevitably, when I am managing the condition well, I start to slip. One piece of cake. A couple of biscuits. Before you know it you're having pizza and chips for lunch and spending the rest of the afternoon trying to remember where your phone is (you're holding it).

Rules like this are not very sociable either. Eating out becomes difficult because two courses in a restaurant are three meals all at once. When you're vegetarian, as I have tried to be since the age of 13, getting enough protein is almost impossible. The canteen in my workplace has vegetarian options, but they don't even try to include protein in them. There's nary a chickpea or a lentil to be seen.

So, what I (and I assume many reactive hypoglycaemics) end up doing is taking some of the advice above, but not all of it. I know that I never have a problem eating frequently – but most of the time that means eating carbs regularly. Pasties, flapjack, chips and cereal bars.

If you want to a) control the condition and – as I am currently trying – b) lose weight at the same time, you can't do that.

So – my approach to losing weight has two components I've told you about so far.

  • Counting calories – eating 1800 calories a day.
  • Sticking strictly to the rules above.

One of the best ways to do both is to meal plan. I'll talk a bit more about that in my next post.

Technically, my diet began on 18th of August 2019. I may tell you later what my starting weight was... right now, when I look at the number, I'm still a little dismayed that it took a ridiculous and annoying ad campaign to really prod me into action.

There are, of course, lots of diets – keto, intermittent fasting, Weight Watchers. There are fad diets where you only eat one kind of food over a period of time, like grapefruit or cabbage soup. But there’s only one diet that’s ever really worked for me – and that’s calorie control. I’m limiting myself to 1800 calories a day. I know that I burn around 2600 if I’m sitting around the house – closer to 4200 on a working day. As long as I eat fewer calories than I burn, I’ll lose weight.

So, everything I eat during the day is entered into an app that adds up how many calories I'm having. It's a bit more complex than that – but I'll fill in the details later.

While Weight Watchers and Slimming World are calorie-controlled diets too, there are several things I prefer about counting my own:

  • When you have a limited number of calories to eat you tend to choose the stuff that’s good for you over fatty, carb-heavy choices naturally.

  • You begin to realise that some of your healthy snacks were not as healthy as you thought. For example, I’ve often fallen back on cereal as an evening snack – but some cereals are full of sugar and empty calories.

  • You think about portion control more and that resets your perception of what a “portion” is. I haven’t felt uncomfortably full since I started counting calories.

  • You appreciate and relish treats – like a couple of squares of chocolate.

  • You can still pretty much eat what you want – as long as it fits in your plan.

It’s also vital to measure and record what you eat.

My first update wasn’t very optimistic – I didn’t lose any weight in the first two weeks. In fact, I put a couple of pounds on. The truth is, my slow start was down to estimating my calorific intake instead of directly documenting and calculating it. I switched to that method and I’ve now lost 3lbs. I’m back on track.

As for the campaign – that has yet to start in earnest. I tweeted my story two weeks ago, copying in Cancer Research UK and Anomaly. There was no response. I think it’s a case where they might believe that if they stay quiet, I’ll go away.

I’m not going anywhere.

In my next update I’ll talk a bit about what I’m doing to manage my hypoglycaemia as I diet.