Bon jour, Bon nuit, Bon Appetit...as they probably don't say in France.
We pay a fleeting phonetic reference to De Gaulle, President of the Fifth French Republic, co founder of the EEC, and delightfully French.
Famous oddities include objecting to the UK joining the Common Market (boo hiss), having a specially made Citroen enlarged for his enormous frame, and having a penchant for cheese and food in general....a sort of fromage homage.
De Gaulle, also rhymes with Da Goal, which is appropriate this week as I come staggering out from a renal checkup this morning with a clear set of them going forward. Goals, not French Presidents.
My bloods are good, my kidney function excellent, blood sugar levels perfect, and my weight is......
Oops, it has risen since the onset of winter. Like a particularly desirable cuddly squirrel, I have been storing winter treats around my abode, carefully hidden from the prying eyes of others. The secret squirrel in me then forages around to make his habitat as warm and inviting as possible during this cold period, which in New Zealand stretches from June to August. Exercise has also notably slowed down to a mere heartbeat, no doubt to conserve fat and reserves, not to mention dignity for the months ahead. How galling..
Which of course is rather dim of me, as I should be taking regular exercise and eating a well balanced diet, in fact my previous diabetic diet was actually a very good diet. Maintaining an optimum intake of differing food groups, nutrients and a limitation of too much fat and sugar, is actually the best way to go!
Therefore my first three goals are to replace sugar in my drinks, cut out bread and replace with rice cakes, and start to exercise again.
Au revoir les croissants et les baguette! Rien de sucre s'il vous plait.
We pay a fleeting phonetic reference to De Gaulle, President of the Fifth French Republic, co founder of the EEC, and delightfully French.
Famous oddities include objecting to the UK joining the Common Market (boo hiss), having a specially made Citroen enlarged for his enormous frame, and having a penchant for cheese and food in general....a sort of fromage homage.
De Gaulle, also rhymes with Da Goal, which is appropriate this week as I come staggering out from a renal checkup this morning with a clear set of them going forward. Goals, not French Presidents.
My bloods are good, my kidney function excellent, blood sugar levels perfect, and my weight is......
Oops, it has risen since the onset of winter. Like a particularly desirable cuddly squirrel, I have been storing winter treats around my abode, carefully hidden from the prying eyes of others. The secret squirrel in me then forages around to make his habitat as warm and inviting as possible during this cold period, which in New Zealand stretches from June to August. Exercise has also notably slowed down to a mere heartbeat, no doubt to conserve fat and reserves, not to mention dignity for the months ahead. How galling..
Which of course is rather dim of me, as I should be taking regular exercise and eating a well balanced diet, in fact my previous diabetic diet was actually a very good diet. Maintaining an optimum intake of differing food groups, nutrients and a limitation of too much fat and sugar, is actually the best way to go!
Therefore my first three goals are to replace sugar in my drinks, cut out bread and replace with rice cakes, and start to exercise again.
Au revoir les croissants et les baguette! Rien de sucre s'il vous plait.
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