Something about this time of year leads me down a bad and uncomfortable road.

This road is paved with good intentions, but it creates the urge to gorge myself on all the Christmas goodies.

I start off so strong, then think, hmmm, just one… and then one turns into all of its friends and an overly full stomach.

And there’s still over three weeks of this to go. I’m in deep trouble if the first week of December is anything to go by.

With a stomach full of regret tonight, I vow again to go slow. The food is not scarce at this time of year, and delicious things are always available.

Chill, inner child.