In my reluctant admission that I am unlikely to become a vampire or werewolf or somehow otherwise find a supernatural method of living forever (preferably young and hot with awesome hair), I've been trying to take better care of myself.
In that vein, I've been following the advice of a dietician, cutting out many of the things which give me pleasure. At the year check in, I was more than a little pissed to discover that my cholesterol levels were the same, my weight was the same and my blood sugar had somehow shot up into prediabetic range. (Let me understand this, I eat healthy and I'm somehow worse off than when I indulged in junk food?)
Today I had another update and the blood sugar had come back down and everything else edged down slightly. I'm still not impressed, nor am I convinced that this plan is really all it's cracked up to be, but at least it is moving in the right direction. Which is good because I'm refusing to budge on any further deprivation without some major results.