(Edited excerpt from Boot Camp for the Bonus Years, November 2015.) In which I scrutinise my almost perfect diet for ways in which I should improve it, if any.
Auditing my eating habits was one of the official challenges of my Boot Camp for the Bonus Years. But truthfully, I couldn’t imagine why this one was on the list, because (as Smugilla said) my eating habits were superb.
According to any checklist of a healthy diet, I passed with flying colours. I was a walking talking role model of the ideal elderly eater.
For example, I ate masses of vegetables and fruit every day, not for scientific reasons but hedonistic ones. I cooked for myself from scratch every day. I drank enough water, I think. I took no supplements (or medication).
So stick my old face on a banner, said Smugilla. Erect a statue of perfectly nourished moi in Civic Square or…
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