I'm not saying I wasn't planning to enjoy Christmas eating and drinking, rather that I expected it to be a time of treats, mixed in with healthy food and seasonal exercises - dancing to my Christmas spotify list, cycling along the seafront on crisp, bright mornings or even swimming a few lengths at the pool in my new, more streamlined swimsuit.
However, that more streamlined swimsuit is still packed away - unworn, together with my favourite little black dress. This is because the month leading up to Christmas was filled with too much work, fatigue, shopping, colds and general stress - and very little exercise. I could almost see myself ballooning and by the time Christmas Eve arrived I knew that I was gaining rather than losing the pounds.
Strangely, despite the Christmas fare bulging out of cupboards and fridges all around the house I was confident I wouldn't overdo it. After all, I had bought loads of fruit and veg and some yummy low calorie puddings. I'm not one for sweet things like Christmas cake or Christmas pudding - I prefer jelly for desert - so chances of overdosing on calories seemed less likely. I'd even bought an alternative to the oh so filling Christmas pudding - but that's where the trouble started...
I collected a beautiful raspberry panacotta for 10 from M & S on Christmas Eve, planning, of course, to share it with my family. But so far no one else has tucked in. I have to say it has come as a huge shock to discover that each portion of this delicious pud contains over 1400 calories. That's a day's allowance on a diet... How can this be with a desert that with fruit and jelly? I guess I just ignored that rather nice creamy base.
Still, I suspect that if I do get through this whole panacotta without help from family or friends I may find I no longer crave it... well, maybe!
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