Dear Streetwise Customer,

   It was just an innocent question from a four-year-old but it came like a knife through the heart to me...

   It was a wet Sunday afternoon and we were sitting at the kitchen table at home, looking through some old photos... just me my wife and my four-year-old son. Tom picked up a picture of a slim, fit-looking young man of about 19 or 20 standing on a beach somewhere in the Med, wearing swimming trunks. He stared at the photo intently before turning to me...

“Who's that man Daddy?”, he asked.

   My wife smiled nervously. You see, she knew only too well who he was. She used to know him very well. And if she squinted really hard, and used her imagination, she could still just about make him out today...

She just needed to mentally strip
away several stones of ugly blubber.

   “It's me... Daddy,” I said breezily, trying to remain upbeat, but feeling embarrassed and humiliated by the question. “No it's not,” said Tom in that totally honest way four-year-olds have about them. “That man is thin and you've got a big squidgy tummy.”

   As I looked down at my beach ball shaped belly straining at my shirt buttons and hanging precipitously over my belt, I knew he was right. I knew that the bloke in the photo might just as well have been some stranger for all the resemblance there was between us. In fact, the truth is that he even looked like a stranger to me, so long had it been that I'd looked in the mirror and seen him there.

   How I got from the young man in the photograph to the one 14 years older and several stones heavier is an all too familiar one. Until my mid twenties, I was fine... never had a weight problem... and then the pounds started to creep up on me. I got busy with work, got married, gave up playing football on Sunday mornings. None of that helped. And whereas previously, I could over-indulge and my body just seemed to burn up the extra calories, now it wasn't so forgiving...

An extra pound here and there soon becomes a stone.
A few years of that, and I was staring down the barrel of
what the doctors rather worryingly call 'morbidly obese'.

   Now I don't want you to think that Tom's failure to recognise his Daddy was the first time I'd given any thought to this. Truth is that ever since he'd been born (becoming a Dad makes you think a bit!) I'd become obsessed with getting back in shape and losing weight.

   I'd joined a local gym, had a fitness assessment, and been prescribed a programme which I followed to the letter.

   Over the next couple of years, I spent hour upon hour on the treadmill and stationery bike. If you're ever given six months to live and want it to last longer, spend it on an exercise machine. I guarantee that six months will feel like six years. But I can't guarantee that it will get you in shape. It didn't for me.

   When that didn't work, I turned to weight training. Sweating away under what seemed like tons of iron isn't my idea of fun I can tell you. But I didn't mind, just so long as it got rid of this damned gut. I got stronger, but I just didn't look any better. The weight just refused to budge, and any muscles I built were hidden under a thick layer of flab.

   While I was doing all this, I think I must have tried every diet on the market... Atkins, Weightwatchers, Food Combining, the Cabbage Diet, meal replacement diets, liquid diets... You name it, I tried it. I lost a bit of weight on some of them, but do you know what? Every time I came off those damned diets, I slammed the weight straight back on - and maybe a little more.

I now know why none of this stuff worked for me...and so
will you if you read on. But it took me a good 12 months to
find out for sure, and another six months before I'd
finally proved it for myself.

   And it all started with that photograph... but I had to suffer one more humiliation before I got the kick up the backside I needed to find out what really worked.

   A couple of days after that photograph forced me to look at the reality of my situation, I was sitting in the changing room at the gym, shirt off, staring down at what was increasingly looking like a Space-hopper where a flat washboard stomach had once been. Four bodybuilder types strutted in. They looked good... a bit on the big side for what I wanted... but there was no denying that they were in good shape.

   I plucked up courage and asked them a question. “I'm trying to lose weight and get back in shape”, I said. “You lads look like you know what you're doing. What do you think I should do?”

   “Well let's have a look at you. Stand up”, said the biggest of the four.

   I got up, feeling a little foolish, and he walked slowly around me as if admiring a sculpture or work-of-art, stroking his chin as if in deep thought, before asking a question...

   “How long have you been coming here?”, he said.

   “Three years,” I replied.

   “Well in that case,” he said, “I think the best thing you can do is...” He paused for added drama...

“Start Again!”

   His mates dissolved in laughter, and although I tried to laugh with them, I was broken up inside. Cruel as what he said was, I knew it was basically true. Everything I'd done up to that point... the dieting, the treadmill, the exercise bike, the rowing machine, the stepper, the mind-numbing 50 length swims (forgot to tell you about those) the weight training... had all come to nothing.

I was the same fat bloke I'd
been right from the start...

   Just a little bit older... and a lot angrier. I'd been embarrassed in front of my family, and been humiliated in front of a small audience at the gym. Who the hell wants to be seen as a fat man... a figure of fun for the muscleheads at the gym?

   I was ashamed and embarrassed about the condition I'd got myself into. My wife never really said anything, but I knew she must have sometimes looked at our wedding photos, and then looked at the blob in front of her and wondered what the hell happened. It might sound silly, but I felt like I'd cheated her - 'sold' her one thing and delivered something else.

   And what about my son? I didn't want him to grow up being the lad with the fat dad... the one who was too bloated to kick a football around... the one all the other kids made fun of. School can be tough enough without your dad making things worse.

   And over and above all this concern about the way I looked and felt, I was starting to worry about my health. I'm no fool. I knew that obesity is linked to a whole host of nasty conditions including heart disease, diabetes, cancer and strokes. When I looked in that mirror, I saw a bloke prematurely entering a middle age he might never see the other side of, unless he did something - fast!

With a young family to look after, that really hit home.

But despite all that, despite being reasonably intelligent (I think!) and very successful in my career, I just couldn't seem to do anything about it. This one simple thing... getting in good physical shape, and staying there... just seemed beyond me.

   As I left the gym that evening I was steaming angry, but I somehow knew that this was going to be a turning point for me. I resolved there and then to devote as much time as I needed to unlock the secret of creating and maintaining a hard and toned fat-free body. I knew that others had done it, but what I didn't know was how.

That was about to change!

   That final humiliation in the gym following so close after the photo incident, was the final straw. I went home and started reading every book, magazine, journal and newspaper article I could lay my hands on, on the subject of fitness, nutrition, muscle building, and weight loss. And when I'd done that, I trawled the internet for all the same stuff. And do you know what?

I ended up more confused and bewildered than ever.
Talk about information overload! They all seemed to be
saying something different. And often the advice
they gave contradicted what I'd just read...

   I read in one article that I should avoid one food, and then read in the next one that I should be eating it every day. One book would advocate a particular type of exercise, and then the next would be telling me that it would make me look even fatter! And then there were all the 'fad' programmes... exercise routines for Taureans, diets for people with blood group 'O', fitness programmes for executives (like they're some kind of different species or something!)...
Confusion, confusion and more confusion!!!

   I was starting to despair of ever finding 'the holy grail' when, while on holiday, I happened upon a small article in a newspaper about some research that had been carried out at an American university. It was only a tiny 'filler' article and gave the barest of details, but I was fascinated by what it said.

   I ripped out the article and, when I got back home, went on the internet to try to find out more. There was nothing there, but fortunately the article gave the name of the professor who had carried out the research. I tracked him down and sent him an email asking if he'd send more details of what he'd found.

   He was a little shocked that news of the study had found its way across the Atlantic. He told me that the research was still in the very early stages, and he didn't expect to have any definitive conclusions for quite some time. What had been reported were just preliminary findings.

I didn't care about that... I just wanted to
know whether it was going to work or not!

   I don't think the professor really cared much about my expanding girth either, but he emailed me details of his study so far, which were much harder to digest than the snapshot I'd got from the newspaper. But after I cut through the ‘scientist speak’ the theory (backed up by the preliminary findings) went something like this...

   By exercising in a unique way, you can exercise less... build muscle and lose fat at the same time. What's more, you can do this without equipment in your own home, and without making any major changes to your lifestyle. What's more it works for men or women... and at any age.

   It all sounded a little too good to be true, particularly to some overweight thirtysomething bloke who'd been sweating his watsits off in the gym, and starving himself into depression for the past two or three years, all with little or no effect.

   You have to suffer in the gym to get results... don't you? Well, the more I thought about it, the less sure of that, I was.

   You see, I got to thinking about all the people I'd seen join my gym over the past two or three years, how hard I'd seen them work, and how many of them had made significant cosmetic improvements...

There were virtually none...

   They all looked pretty much the same as the first day they walked through the door. Just like me.

   And then I got to thinking about all the people I'd seen go on a 'diet' over the last few years too. How many of them had lost weight... and kept it off for more than a few months...

Again there were virtually none...

   Every dieter I knew either lost nothing, or more usually, lost some weight and then put it back on again (with interest!) when they came off the diet. Just like me.

   So if conventional methods didn't work... and I knew from bitter experience that they didn't... maybe there really was something in this unusual, quirky and counter-intuitive method the American professor was researching.

   I started doing a little more research of my own on the internet armed with a handful of key words and concepts from the professor’s research. And when I did that, it was like the floodgates were opened... scores of articles, news pieces and research abstracts all focused in on different aspects of what I now know is the central pivotal concept which underlies success in any muscle building, fat burning programme...

Manipulating your metabolism so that it's
working FOR you and not against you...

   Turning your body into a 24 hour a day muscle-building fat burning furnace... burning away fat and excess calories as surely as snowflakes on a bonfire.

   Do you want to know why your exercise programme isn't getting you the results you want? It's because the way 99% of people exercise, it does absolutely nothing to fire up your fat burning metabolic furnace. Stop exercising and your metabolism returns to normal straight away. What the professor's research promised was an end to all that. And that sounded good to me.

The Big Diet Lie...

   The professor’s research focussed on the effect of exercise on metabolism and fat burning, but these articles I was reading now focussed on the other key factor - diet.

Boy...was this an eye opener!

   The more I read, the more confused I became, but this time I was confused for a different reason. I didn't know whether to be deliriously happy because I was at last getting to the truth, or thoroughly miserable because of all the time and effort I'd wasted in the past...

Or angry because I'd been misled for so long!

   Ever wondered why the diets you've tried haven't worked , and actually end up making you fatter in the long run? I know now. It's because they wreck your metabolism, turning your body into a fat-storing machine. When you diet, your metabolism slows down to conserve energy. It thinks you're starving! Start eating normally again, and your body is in survival mode, desperately hanging on to every spare calorie and storing it as fat. Want to know what you need to do to turn this around? You need to eat more... yes, MORE!

I couldn't believe I'd been so stupid...

   I mean, if you think about it, the fact that you exist at all means that you are the result of millions of years of evolution... natural selection... survival of the fittest. Your body is smart, and it wants to survive. Do you think it's stupid enough to be beaten by a diet? A diet is just a shortage, and your ancestors’ bodies have triumphed over those for thousands of generations. Do you think yours is going to be tricked by a self-imposed shortage? Of course not!

Do you want further proof?

   Before the mid 1970s, the 'diet industry' as we know it didn't exist. Now it's a multi-billion pound business. And yet people in the UK are now an average of 16lbs heavier than we were in 1975, and the number of people officially classed as 'obese' has doubled in the past 20 years. How could this be if diets really worked?

   And... It's that perfectly evolved body of yours again... accustomed to shortages over thousands of generations and hanging on to all the spare energy it can.

But here's what's really exciting...

   Eat in the RIGHT way and you can force your body to burn calories faster. Exercise in the RIGHT way and you can fool your body (smart as it is) to keep burning calories at breakneck speed long after you've stopped working out. And you can shed a mountain of blubber and build a firm honed-and-toned body while eating more food than you normally would, and by drastically slashing the amount of time you spend exercising.

   And you don't have to give up any of your favourite foods either! That's what had made the whole process of shaping up a totally miserable experience in the past...

   I don't know about you, but I love my food. Life's too short to be giving up the stuff you love to eat. But I've got to be honest... when I was researching this system, almost all the advice I got pointed to giving up my favourite deserts and takeaways. And then, purely by chance, within three days, I caught two separate interviews with celebrities on TV. They were each asked how they managed to stay in shape at their age (both are known for looking great).

   They had their own methods, but they each said something that set off one of those 'lightbulb' moments. I knew there and then that I'd be able to incorporate eating ALL my favourite foods into the system. And for me that was the final piece in the jigsaw...

A muscle building, fat burning system in which
you can eat more, exercise less and never miss
out on your favourite foods...

   What's more... a system so enjoyable and easy to live with, you can go on to use for life.

   If you've ever denied yourself your favourite foods, or slaved away in the gym for hours on end, because you thought it would make you slimmer, trimmer and more muscular, then what I'm about to tell you will be like a breath of fresh air.

Because you don't have to do any of that!

   But even after I'd done all my research, I was far from convinced that this revolutionary approach would work. I was totally convinced of one thing though. What I'd been doing wasn't working. And now I understood the science of it, I knew that it never would.

So what did I have to lose by trying something new?

   It was hard at first... really hard... but not in the way you're probably thinking. You see, I'd been programmed to the no-pain-no-gain philosophy. So when I was suddenly 'forced' to eat about 50 per cent more than normal, and slash my exercise to just a few minutes a day, it was a shock.

And I was frightened...

   Frightened that I'd wake up in a few days time yet another half a stone heavier... just that little bit further from where I wanted to be.

   But I stuck with it... ate all the extra food exactly when and how I was supposed too... did the exercises... not a single movement more than was required. Even though it felt like I was only just getting going when it was time to stop.

   I've got to say I felt absolutely great that first week, but that worried me even more. You see, I had this nagging feeling that I felt so good because I was well fed and rested... as opposed to the half-starved, exercise-fatigued wreck I'd been before. Yes, I felt good, but I couldn't help feeling that the scales were going to tell a different story.

   It was two weeks before I plucked up the courage to get on the scales again. I was so scared I got on them on tiptoes (Ever done that? Ridiculous isn't it!) and watched as the needle swung round to...

8lbs less than I'd been just a fortnight earlier!

   I couldn't believe it. I mean, I'd lost that sort of weight in the past, but never by eating so much or doing so little exercise... and never in such a short time. I stepped off the scales, and then got back on again (properly this time!). Sure enough, the needle stopped in the same place.

To say I was ecstatic is an understatement!

   Over the following eight weeks I followed exactly the same programme... exercising less, eating more... but always following what I was later to call my 'Human Inferno Rules'...

A system which I now knew would send my
metabolism into overdrive, building up hard muscle
and torching away excess fat.

   The changes to the way I looked over that eight weeks were dramatic. At times it almost felt like fat was being hoovered up from under my skin. I'm sure I was probably imagining it, but I'd go to bed at night and then wake up in the morning convinced that I was slimmer and more taut and toned.

   Every week saw another three or four pounds falling off, but more importantly, I knew it was all useless fat, not solid muscle that was falling away. That's what a lot of people don't realise when they go on a 'diet'. I know I didn't. A lot of the weight they lose is muscle, but when they put the weight back on it goes on as fat. Is there any wonder we all end up looking worse than ever after a diet?

But this was different...

   The difference in my body shape became obvious to see. My chest, shoulders, arms and legs all became noticeably more muscular... partly because the unique exercise programme works like magic and partly because they were no longer covered in a layer of unsightly blubber. My stomach looked like someone had taken an iron to it... still a little short of a six-pack, but a fantastic improvement. My 'love handles' were all but gone.

It was like I'd undergone one of those TV
extreme makeovers... but without doing anything
even remotely extreme...

   I wasn't exercising any more... in fact I was exercising far less than I'd done in the past. But I was doing the right exercises in the right way to fire up my metabolism. I wasn't eating any less... in fact, I was eating a lot more than I'd done in the past. But I was eating in the RIGHT way. I wasn't even foregoing my favourite foods.

   Six months later, and the young man in the photograph my son didn't recognise that wet Sunday afternoon was back. My physique is virtually unrecognisable from the one I started out with. A friend who's only ever known me as a 'fat bloke' walked past me in the street the other day. He simply didn't recognise me! Hardly surprising, because I'm a massive 68lbs lighter than when he saw me last.

   I suppose in a strange way I took that bodybuilder’s facetious advice in the gym... I started again! And if you've not had the body shaping success you think you deserve, if any of what I've said strikes a chord with you, then I have good news. Because I've put everything I've learned about turning your body into a 24-hour-a-day muscle building, fat burning machine in to a brand new manual entitled...

The Human Inferno System

   It's a system which will slash the amount of exercise you need to do... boost your food intake, and allow you to eat the foods you enjoy, not just the ones that are ‘good for you’. It's a system which will work for anyone, young or old, male or female.

   In it, I reveal every last detail of how I went from an overweight, overstuffed bloater waddling into middle age... an embarrassment to myself and my family... into a fit, toned and muscular bloke who's... yes, I admit it... proud of what I see when I look in the mirror.

   If you've ever embarked on an exercise programme or gone on a diet and not got the results you wanted, then I'd urge you to get hold of my system manual today. In a moment I'll tell you how you can do that without any risk or obligation, but first I want to tell you about some of the things you're going to learn about in The Human Inferno System manual...

   And a great deal more besides.

   My system manual comes with full step by step instructions for everything, so you'll never be in any doubt about exactly what to do... or how to do it.

   This programme is not only going to transform the way you look... if you're anything like me, it will transform the way you feel about how you look. You'll start to notice the first changes in the very first week. By week three, you'll be far leaner and more muscular. And as each week goes by, and your metabolic furnace kicks into overdrive, the fat will really start to melt away revealing the new firm muscles below.

   Within eight to nine weeks, your human furnace will be raging at full power, and your friends and family will be virtually putting lighted matches under your finger nails to discover what you've been doing...

   And the really great thing is that unlike all those programmes you've tried in the past, you'll be building results which will last. This will be the new you. No going back.

   I won't say this programme is your last chance to get the body you want. That would be presumptuous and patronising. But I know one thing for sure...

It's the last chance you'll ever need!

   So, how much is all this going to cost... this programme which is going to save you several hundred pounds each year in gym fees, and goodness knows how much in exercise equipment, machines and gadgets... this programme that is going to save you hours of boring repetitive exercise in the gym... this programme that is going to spare you the torture of yet another worthless diet, and the deprivation of being banned from your favourite foods...

This programme that contains everything you'll
ever need to go from where you are now, to be the
body you always dreamed of, in record time?

   Well this has probably been the toughest part for me. You see, I know what it's like to try diet after diet and exercise programme after exercise programme, only to come up disappointed. I know how much money I've wasted on gym memberships, exercise equipment and diet programmes. But more important than that, I know how much of my valuable and irreplaceable life I've wasted on my quest to get in shape...

And I also know that the document I have in front of
me can put an end to that for anyone who opens its
pages and puts my detailed plan to work.

   Just in 'money saving' value, the system has to be worth several hundred pounds. But I know the real benefit can only be measured in thousands. That may sound crazy, but let me ask you this. If you could wave a magic wand and get the body you've always dreamed of, how much would you pay? Well I know my system is the next best thing.

   However, I've decided on a final price that's nothing like that. When the system goes on sale to the general public early next year it will cost £97, and it will be an absolute bargain at the price.

But I want to do something special for you, if you
promise to do something for me in return.

   You see, I desperately want as many people to benefit from what I've discovered as possible, and I reckon the very best way I can make that happen is by having hundreds of people write in to me and let me know how well the system has worked for them... how it's changed their lives just like it did mine.

Not a living soul (outside of my publishers and
my family) has seen my system yet. You are one
of the very first people to hear about it.

   What does that mean to you? It means that as an existing customer of my publishers Streetwise Publications, I want to offer you a copy of The Human Inferno System' at my early customer 'guinea pig' price of just £39.95, including postage and packing. That's less than half the price I'll be charging when the system goes on sale to the general public.

What do I want in return?

   Not a lot. Just a promise from you that in a few weeks time, you write or email me, and let me know about the results you're getting with the system. Fair enough?

   Just one more thing though. I only want you to try this out on approval, on a no-risk, no obligation basis. So the system manual comes with...

My 100 per cent Personal Money Back Guarantee!

   I only want you to pay for this programme if it works the way I say. So here's the deal. Order The Human Inferno System on approval. If it doesn't work for you... if you can't see and feel a dramatic difference to your body shape and tone within eight weeks... then simply return it, and your payment will be returned in full. No hard feelings.

   However, I'll be surprised if you even think of returning the manual once you start seeing the transformation taking place. But I appreciate you can't know that yet - so the guarantee is there to set your mind at rest.

Here's the bottom line...

   If your goal is to turn back the clock, strip away layers of excess fat and build a taut, fat free muscular body... one which will make you feel proud rather than embarrassed... then the best thing you can do right now is order a copy of my manual on approval.

   To receive your personal copy of The Human Inferno System on approval, either click the link below to place an instant secure online order by credir or debit card, or if you prefer, call one of my publisher's credit card hotlines on 01709 361819 or 01709 360611 (fax).

Click here to order The Human Inferno System online.

   Order your copy today. Within just a few short days, all those disappointments, all that pointless drudgery, all that unrewarded self denial will become a thing of the past as your new body starts to take shape right before your eyes. And it will all be happening while you eat more, exercise less and deny yourself nothing.

   I look forward to hearing from you NOW, but more importantly I can't wait to hear of your success in a few weeks time.

With Very Best Wishes,

Peter Townsley

NB Always consult your doctor or health practitioner before embarking on a new exercise programme

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