So, how have the Christmas holidays affected my weight? If I tell you that there is now a faint booming sound (à la Jurassic Park) everytime time I take a step, that I need a small crane to lift me out of of bed and that all of my clothes are as tight as a drum skin, that should give you some idea of how much weight I’ve gained over Christmas. To put it bluntly, I have gained a whopping five pounds! As Daffy Duck would say “…of course, you know this means war…” As soon as my upcoming 50th birthday bash on January 16th (and Mrs K’s birthday meal three days later) is over, I am seriously going on a diet, with lashings of exercise. As you’ve probably gathered, time and motivation weren’t with me last year, and even though I don’t mind being a pound or two overweight, I can’t let this slide any further.
Watch this space!