Fitness and the Ex-pat Diet

The Business Trip, the three course meal, the dessert with cream, the apperitif, the wine, the grappa, the whisky chaser...and the trousers no longer fit. New trousers as a result of Business eating should be a justifiable tax exempt Business Expense.


The jet lagged early morning start, the Hotel gym, the cycling machine without the 'how to start' manual. The seat requiring weight training arms to bring it down a sizeable chunk, after the last Gigantuan used it. As the local Adonises pump iron, the superfit Business Manager runs flat out and goes nowhere. I press 'Quickstart' and the wobbling mass appears to disconnect from any bodily reality experience, as out-of-body resonances cause concern to the Building foundations that would frighten a certain Mr Richter. The structural Engineers re-visit their calculations and call for the mandatory increase of safety margins.

Fatties of the Businesss world unite and call for the ban of three course meals, make salads compulsory especially if inducing diet-enhancing diarrhoea. Although come to think of it,that may be the emergency diet option of the fatty.