It was the accumulation of lots of little hints that told me I had to try this 5:2 thing and lose some weight. And it's the little things that are telling me that something fundamental is changing as a result.
OK, the fact that the number on the scales is dropping steadily week by week is fairly significant, but (racing aside) that wasn't the prime reason - my long-term health was. And so the stuff like not being puffed out all the time, having to run for a flight and it being easier than I expected, noticing that my calves have some definition again, they all mean more than does an abstract number.
But there's definitely something changing at a deeper level. We went out for a Sunday lunch as a family today - to Prezzo. Now, I like Italian food. Spaghetti with meatballs jumped out at me from the menu. And today is a non-fast day, so I can have what I want. So I did.
I really liked it. But I couldn't finish it. That's the first time I can recall that happening in, oh, about 47 years...
