• I’d forgotten just how gross it is to have to drink fibre supplements. The righteous amongst you will be quick to point out that if I just ate like a normal person this wouldn’t be an issue, but I’m a 40-something-year-old gay man, so clearly “normal” went out the window a long time ago. My commitment to a low-carb diet and a juvenile dislike of fresh fruit and vegetables means that a fibre supplement is essentially one of my five-a-day.
  • When I was a bit more in the zone (a few years ago), my preferred fibre supplement option was to include some ground Flax Seed with a meal — good on a salad (adds a bit of crunchy texture) and easy to eat, but it takes a bit of organisation to have some flax seed on hand when you’re out and about eating a salad.
  • To get back in the game, I’ve gone with Regucol — a product that the health food store had a 2-for-1 offer on when I was shopping yesterday. Regucol is essential a blend of Psyllium Husks — you mix it with water and try and gulp it down as quickly as possible. The texture is truly vile, and the whole experience of drinking the concoction is overwhelming awful. However, it is a price that I am willing to pay.