How to be a gazelle – on health, fitness and match-making two writers
The human guinea pig It was already hot at 8.30 on a Saturday morning. My nightie was on the floor and the sheet kicked aside when I glanced over at my reflection in the large mirrored built-in wardrobe doors. I groaned and said, ‘Oh, God – I’ve put on weight. I’m a beached whale!’ And my companion said, ‘No, you’re not. You’re a leaping porpoise.’ I took this as a compliment. But I’d still rather be a gazelle. American writer and adventurer Tim Ferriss promises me that I can be. Not in those exact words but near enough. For all…
