musings on my current dietary choices

This is the first day in about three weeks that I haven’t devoured ridiculous amounts of cheese! We all went a bit mad with how much fun food we bought for the Christmas break, so there were plenty of leftovers to share out, and somehow Philippa and I ended up bringing home more cheese than we had taken to the cottage in the first place. Not sure how that happened, but I’ve certainly been enjoying it ever since.
I am feeling rather unfit and unhealthy. I am fond of food, as you know, but I do try and eat ‘properly’ most of the time. In mid-December though, all regular rules go out of the window and I don’t hesitate when it comes to enjoying myself with the mince pies, shortbread, peanuts, cashews, chocolates, Xmas puddings and Heroes (to name but a few). I didn’t really feel the effects much at first (save for aching teeth and a quicker heartrate) but after two weeks of this culinary onslaught I am starting to notice a difference. Stairs are a killer, playing with Mathew leaves me panting for breath and my tighter clothing seems to be almost unwearable.
I’m sure I’ll turn the corner soon. I’ve managed to go right through today without any cheese, for a start. Admittedly, that’s only because its all run out, but it’s still a step in the right direction. It’s too wet and too cold to take my bike out, though, and it’s less than two weeks til my birthday, anyway, so what’s the point of slowing down now, only to ramp up my sugary intake again for the 20^th?
I’ll aim to get fitter in February, and in the meantime – it’s back to the Turkey & Stuffing Pringles.

RC 8-1-22