I’m pretty lucky as I haven’t got a massive sweet tooth. (All you chocoholics out there hate me now…) I hardly ever eat cakes, biscuits, sweets or chocolates. However, I admit that I love ice cream, but rarely buy it home, as I know I can easily demolish a litre in one go!
All and all, I’m generally pretty healthy when it comes to food. I like to cook from scratch and genuinely like most fruit&veg. However, anyone who knows me is aware of the fact that my portion sizes are big. And by big I mean huge. I can also have big meals within hours of each other.
We went to a family event a few weeks ago, where I had a bowl of tomato soup, a hot dog and a jacket potato with tuna and cheese. Two hours later when we got home, my husband walked into the kitchen to find me heating up a plateful of left over chilli con carne!
This post is going to turn into an essay unless I quickly get to the point I’m trying to make, which is this: I eat a lot. But even I have managed to (yet again) seriously overdo it at Christmas.
My husband has been cooking such amazing foods that it’s impossible to stop eating until it has all gone. For example, I helped myself for three servings of the turkey, ham and leek pie that he made for lunch on boxing day, and was dipping into the turkey risotto at 10pm the night before. And last night? Since being really good and going for a run, I stuffed my face with cheese, Doritos, sweets and chocolate. No need for that, surely?
I’m all for indulging every now and then and not constantly being too strict about your diet, but the 5lbs I’ve put on in a week make me feel like a pig.
I know I’ll be able to lose them pretty quick once I start regular running again and pack the over eating in, but I feel a massive January detox coming on!
Who’s with me?