Ketones and the Art of Maintenance!

Summary of Results:

0. Guide: Mr. Ameet Bagwe
1. Total time of experiment: 2.5 months so far
2. Total weight loss: ~14 Kgs (8 in the first month, then a steady kilo per week)
3. Inches lost: ~6 at The Line That Counts
4. Cholesterol numbers: Looking good (they looked good to start with though - so the point here is - eating a truck load of butter and cheese didn't make them any worse!)
5. Wardrobe situation: Dire straits (None of the clothes bought in the last 8 years fit any more. They fall off. Including the pants I bought at Decathlon two weeks back...)


The whole point of starting the experiment was to reduce the number of 'nostalgic remembrances' of the wife of days long past and reminders of pre-marriage promises to 'get into shape soon!' Not that I had any problem with my shape. I mean - O is a shape - a pretty neat one at that! But then, such logic is often lost on our 'gentler' halves! Sigh!

The wife wanted me to cut down on certain food items as conventional 'wisdom' dictated, and I, being the gl.. um... epicure that I am, chose to remain unwise - and there the matter rested - an impasse, with it's obvious ominous repercussions! Until the growing number of folks at office who had adopted this wonderful new fad called Ketogenic Diet - which seemed to work for everyone, and made everyone healthier - generated just enough peer pressure for me to buckle - and I sought out the advice of the expert - Mr. Ameet Bagwe himself. And so it started!

The first two weeks were a little difficult. But the immediate results on the scales were just enough to counter the temptation to give up. Many a time, I did think that I will try this for a few weeks and get back to earlier ways. But I haven't yet ... maybe because I am enjoying this more than I expected!

I have to admit - I haven't been totally honest with the diet though. I started cheating on it when they gave that large box of Diwali sweets to take home - about a month into the diet - and other folks at home back then were not really too fond of sweets! To put it in a nutshell, I took it upon myself to make sure that the box didn't go to waste. And that slowed down the weight loss. To about 1Kg / week. So - nowadays - I eat about anything and everything - although only in the later parts of the day. And the diet still works! I am still losing weight - while not having to stay away from all those sweets and pastries and what not! No wonder I am still on the diet!

Finally - I have been exercising also - lately. I had the habit of walking or cycling the 7KMs to office - have taken this up again over the last month or so. I am sure that helps too in the overall scheme of things.

All in all - this fad turned out to be a bit more than just that! It works - from first hand experience! So I will sign off with (on request) a Selfie. For the 'before' picture - just view any of my Facebook albums!!

For Arya

And then there was this Lovely Little Lass from Trivandrum,

Who idolised the escapades of the famous Viktor Krum.

Not for her the enticement of the world of silky satins,

For her the Secret of Victoria lies in her Baseline Spins!

With talented our heroine, all one needs to do,

Is hand over a racquet to her, and see the magic brew

As she weaves her graceful steps around the court so big or small,

Or among the chirpy chicks who chuck around a Ball!

So one fine morn our paragon on the 24th of Jan,

Said “Dash it all I have had enough, am off to catch my Sun!”

And as we floundered in her wake to form the 5Cs teams,

We wish her the very best in life as she embarks upon her dreams...

For Shyam & Pooja

I was trying to come up with a Music-based video as a 'Wedding Present' for Mr. Shyam Jagannathan & Ms. Pooja Kulseja... by scourging through their Facebook pages - but it did not turn out quite all right - so I ended up never publishing it. In the meanwhile this 'poetry' was a by-product of that effort...

Once there was an young man from the land of wooden sandals,

An audiophile, a racket-head, with photographic angles!

Well, one fine day as he smashed away some racket-splitting serves,

He felt as if some divine whiff was soothing all his nerves.

He looked about in sudden doubt for the source of all the breeze

That smashed about his cerebrum and knocked him off his knees.

It took him quite a bit of time to find out all the answers

As to why the hell he felt as if a troupe of ballet dancers

Were tiptoing round in choreograph in a world of rainbow beams,

When Lo Behold, in vibes of gold stood the acme of his dreams!

This shepherdess of resources of the anthropoidal kind,

This archangel of Jubbulgarh had robbed his senses blind.

At once to him twas clear as sand that's melted in the forge 

That life without the divine dame would be empty as a gorge

That cuts within the mountains high to darkened depths descend.

And just like that his broken heart no adhesive would mend.

So all at once he made his mind to take the supreme leap

In spite of all the friendly jibes of lions now turned sheep

Who sadly shook their hen-pecked heads saying "Welcome to the club!"

And those staunch few who held out still said "one more bites the grub!"

So, at last we come to the fateful day when the registrations are tied,

And in the midst of the gathered glitz, the knot is finally signed.

All we can say is "have a great day" and "a roller coaster ride

Of a life full of adventures!" Be happy, Groom & Bride!