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SIN OF THE DAY: 1 PACKET OF Mc COY CRISPS
Let me apologise for not posting yesterday, I had no Internet connection.
I decided to push myself a little further yesterday and drag my behind to a night out at the union.
'Not much of a challenge' I hear you say, well seeing as I have never seen the union without staggering, having a snakebite in one hand and a poorly rolled cigarette in the other, I would say it was a personal triumph that I returned home sober not shit faced!
But as the night progressed, and my friends became more inebriated I realised how alcohol can change everything, from atmosphere to choice of friends.
We all have them, we all know someone who is one, a drunken acquaintance, that person you shout at from the other side of the dance floor, have a dance and a giggle with then ignore the next day. Well as I found last night I have many, alleged friends, who I once found amazing... sober are the biggest losers on the planet.
In that respect alcohol does change things, to be honest I became too self-conscious to dance and was rather embarrassed by my friends dance technique to say the least!
I was bored, tired and rather unimpressed with my drunken friends. The most eloquent and highly intellectual people I know turned into blathering idiots, as much as I appreciate I have done the same on many occasions, being told that you are loved more than 7 times starts to be annoying.
The union changed from being like that bar 'Cheers' where everyone knows your name, to a drunken infested hole where everyone knows your name, then forgets it ten minuets later.
SIN OF THE DAY: 1 STARBUCKS MANGO SMOOTHIEFeeling better today,
I think the cravings are dying down.
There is one big problem though... calorie counting.
I have never ever counted a calorie, but it is surprising in our ' size zero' society that calories aren't on everything yet.
I decided that if I am to live this lifestyle for a month I should try to live as normal of a life as possible. With that thought I rushed out of class, and before I knew it I was ordering a mango ice smoothie and a granola cake from Starbucks.
When I awoke from this sudden laps in concentration I realised that I didn’t know how many calories were in my cake, so I asked (and looked like a prat) it took them over 20 minutes to find the nutritional information.
Surprising, as one of the biggest chains in the world, rivalling Mc Donald’s, they were un prepared to give me relevant nutritional information. Now some of you out there will be feeling a little de-javu, and you would be correct too, because it was Morgan Spurlock's famous 'Super size me' documentary in 2004 where he found himself in the same situation under the 'golden gates' of Mc Donald’s.
With all of its critical acclaim three years ago, one would assume that corporations would take heed from this very embarrassing situation. But no, they are still un prepared; I give the poor cashier kudos for finding the information, and my local Starbucks chain for actually having the breakdown of ingredients and calories.
And I know your all wondering.... it was 470 calories!
SIN OF THE DAY: QUALITY STREET ICE CREAM Officially the worst day of my short life.
The real cravings have started kicking in today; I’ve actually been walking next to smokers inhaling their second hand smoke! Its become this bad.
Temptation is getting really hard to resist, as you can see my sins are getting bigger and bigger! I went to our local student union last night to wean myself back into socialising; I was amazed at how much I appreciated my 2 halves of cider.
As hard as it was to restrain myself from jumping behind the bar and shoving my mouth under the cider pump, I started to enjoy my alcohol and actually enjoy being sober.
They always say the 3rd day is the hardest for quitting smoking, but as I have just realise it is not the smoking I miss but the sugar which they put in cigarettes, the synthetic sugar they coat the tip of cigarettes adds to the flavour and addictive quality, they also add ammonia which helps the Nicotine rush.
This also grooms children into smoking, as the sweet taste becomes a subconscious reason to smoke, shocking. This really annoys me; they are going to start putting diseased lungs on cigarette packets yet they won't stop putting sugar and additives in cigarettes.
The irony of it is lung cancer is one of the biggest killers in Britain, yet they won't ban cigarettes because they fund the NHS!
Still want to light up... I DO!
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SIN OF THE DAY: HALF A SNICKERS BAR
Today was yet another painful day, not on myself but on my wallet.
I assumed that not going out and not spending money on cigarettes would give me more money to play with, not less.
In fairness I have been buying packaged fruit, which is invariably more expensive, but if government wants people to eat healthier shouldn’t they lower the price of fruit and veg.
This is all making me very disgruntled with the un achievable goals we are supposed to reach. Everyone is supposed to eat 5 a day yet the time needed to buy and prepare healthy food is non-existent. If I, a student cant find time to prepare three healthy meals a day then who the hell can?
If we are all to become healthy, then healthy food needs to be more attainable and no, I'm not talking about loosing the GM's and putting a pretty coloured wheel on food packaging. I’m talking about affordable, healthy, lazy people food. But maybe I’m asking too much?
MY FIRST SIN OF THE EXPERIMENT:
2 SUGAR RASIN BISCUITS
Today was the first day of the experiment, and I hope the worst to come.
I sit here chewing my way through a pack of orbit extras to stop my cigarette cravings, surprisingly that hasn't been the worst affect of this experiment.
It’s the copious amounts of water I have to drink, as you can imagine, the toilet seat and myself are rather well acquainted as my body detoxes, (maybe that 3rd pint of cider last night wasn't my best idea.)
It seems an unattainable task to ask anyone, there just isn't enough time in the day to drink 8 pints of water.
But I shall troop on, with one thought in mind... maybe all this healthy eating and exercise will help me fit into those skinny jeans I’ve been eyeing up all month!
I went for my sorely anticipated health check today. All in all you’re usual 19-year-old, body issues, bad skin and binge drinking.
When I told my local GP that I could drink my weekly alcohol units on an average Monday night he was expectedly, concerned.
While he did explain the affects on binge drinking I was not offered a blood test to check my liver, nor did he ask how regularly I binge drink.
With more than 20 underage teenagers admitted for alcohol related problems everyday, you would expect the NHS to tackle the problem quickly.
Binge drinking is now level par with obesity as one of the main strains on the NHS, and with more teenagers contracting liver diease than ever before I think a blood test should be mandatory in any health check.
Although I may be a healthy teenager, 1 in 4 British teenagers are obese and morbidly unhealthy. It shocked me when there was little healthy lifestyle advice for teenagers, and little literature for teenagers on the whole.
The topping on this beautifully shocking cake is that I was told it was highly irregular to give health check ups to people of my age. But teenagers and young adults are the most at risk, with many students leaving higher education with an alcohol problem.
All this has made me sceptical about the experiment and the governments ability to progress and find solutions to new problems.
Tomorrow I embark on a month long investigation into government health regulations.
Using myself as a human guinea pig I shall stick to all government certified health regulations.
For 1 month I will: -
1. Do 30 minutes of exercise a day
2. Drink 8 pints of water a day
3. Consume no more than 2 units of alcohol a day
4. Eat my 5 fruit and vegetables a day
5. Have at least 8 hours of sleep and no more than 10 hours
6. Stop smoking
And still keep to my regular day-to-day routine.
So join me through the pain and hopeful success of my 1 month of being Mr Blair's perfect citizen.
It's the last day before my health check, so in time honoured fashion I intend on having the last supper.
Consisting of the greasiest pizza I can lay my hands on, copious amount of beer and smoking my lungs black with the last of my tobacco.
Gone are the days of the student union, sitting on my posterior all day and generally being an un-healthy bum (damn ill miss it).
SIN OF THE DAY: 1 PACKET OF Mc COY CRISPS
