I’m hereby officially inventing and claiming ownership of The Red Check Shirt Fitness Programme.
It’s a fitness programme specifically for dads over the age of 30 (well over in my case) who are partial to beer. Dads who don’t have time in their day to day routine for things like jogging or the gym. But why the name?
When I was in my 20s, I had a red check shirt. I loved that red check shirt. It was pretty plain, not a designer label, but it fit me and I liked it. That shirt is long gone and, to be honest, I’d pretty much forgotten about it. Recently, though, I saw a red check shirt and the memory came back.
I went to eBay on an impulse and found a pretty good copy of that shirt and ordered it. It arrived fairly sharpish, and I couldn’t wait to put it on. It was looking good until I started to button it up. The first two or three buttons were fine, but the rest were not having any of it.
For me to continue with the rest of the buttons, I would have had to stretch that material & remaining buttons to the point at which it probably wouldn’t have looked like a shirt anymore. It would have looked more like a red check handkerchief that somebody had laid on top of a beached whale to try and shade it from the sun. ie Pitiful.
So, the point of this diet is to get into that red check shirt. But not just for the shirt. That would be crazy, if I was changing my lifestyle for one shirt from eBay. Please don’t take that away from this post. It’s not that good a shirt. The shirt has become representative of what I can’t do because of my extra belly fat.
My paternal ascending line has a history of heart problems. My youngest kids are 5 & 6 and I want to be able to keep up with them as I get older (I’m currently 45). I have acid reflux problems and recurring shoulder & neck pain which would no doubt improve if I shifted some of this extra poundage around my middle.
As you can see, I have plenty of reason to shift the chub. I have tried before but nothing stuck.
So, I am developing my own diet. My own process to get healthy. I’m not aiming to be Mr Universe. I just want to be able to walk up three flights of stairs without losing my breath, and to fit into that damn iconic shirt. I’m creating The Red Check Shirt Fitness Programme.
The Next Step
I’d be lying if I said all the fine details worked out. Some harsher critics may say that this diet is little more than a bunch of half-arsed ideas thrown together for the sake of a blog post. Damn critics.
What is happening next is that I will be testing out various gadgets, exploring fitness options, checking out exercise aids and health monitoring alternatives, starting in January. I’ll be visiting BUPA for a health check in early February, and charting my own progress with The Red Check Shirt Fitness Programme. I’ll also be speaking to health and fitness experts to find out if I’m on the right track.
You can follow this project throughout 2018 here on Looking for the Postman. Join in! I’d love to hear from you if you’re interested in taking part / contributing.