Feeling slightly overweight? A little heavy around the hips? A bit breathless every time you climb the stairs?
Well forget trying a crash diet or another visit to Weighwatchers. Instead, get a place on the Bertie Ahern aerobic election canvass.
As could be witnessed in various midlands towns yesterday. The Taoiseach appears to have invented a new form of weight control which could revolutionise the industry.
The method is simple. Race frantically around your local town shaking as many hands as possible, smile occasionally for accompanying photographers, sign a few autographs, kiss a few babies and then leap back into your car in a sweat and move on to the next town.
The effectiveness of the programme is increased if you race about in a well upholstered Louis Copeland suit and heavy brogues, followed by plenty of beaming election workers. It beats watching the calories.
The Taoiseach's advisers were joking yesterday that since the campaign began, many of them have lost several pounds trying to match Mr Ahern's pace on the election trail. The sometimes corpulent members of the press are also dropping pounds by the hour.
The Taoiseach's speed, whether it be on the roads or in the street, shows no sign of abating, despite criticism that such frenetic campaigning is simply a way for him to avoid serious debate.
In Portlaoise, Mountmellick and Rathdowney yesterday, Mr Ahern was virtually sprinting about.
Election workers were tripping over themselves to keep up, reporters were gasping for breath and the public looked bemused at attempts by some of Mr Ahern's more sedentary looking colleagues to match his stride.
The size of Mr Ahern's campaign team and the sheer number of election workers who come to greet him, even in small towns, means the main streets can become hazardous as Mr Ahern and his team hurtle past in a noisy phalanx, sometimes almost knocking people over.
Contact with the public takes place at breakneck speed and most people only manager to splutter out a "pleased to meet you" before he is gone.
But the Taoiseach is still determined to shake all the hands available and will often pursue the camera-shy down alleys and in behind doors before he pounces on them with a broad smile.
However, the Taoiseach in the middle of Portlaoise was stopped in his tracks for a short time by Ms Bernadette Sands McKevitt, the well-known republican, who eyeballed him and asked him about prisoners and issues to do with Northern Ireland.
And a few voters did manage to hold on to him for long enough in Portlaoise to vent their anger over the Bertie Bowl and the Government's handling of the public finances. Aoife Anton, a local woman, told Mr Ahern his Government had wasted the boom.
She asked him how many extra hospital beds could be supplied with the money planned for the National Stadium. Mr Ahern said he wanted to improve all kinds of infrastructure, in the health service and in the sporting arena.
However the local woman was not for turning and she told Mr Ahern bluntly he would not be getting her vote.
He simply shrugged his shoulders and said he had guessed that much from the tone of the questions.