I've never been one for making New Year's resolutions but I do always find myself inspired to embrace healthy (or at the very least, healthier) living at this time of the year. After more than a month of non-stop hedonism I am craving salad, and grilled fish, and exercise. I know it won't last (hence why I don't make resolutions) but right now, if I never see another piece of brandy-soaked fruit cake, glass of nutmeg-dusted egg nog or dollop of whipped cream ever again, I'll be ecstatic.
I'm not going to boast here about how many kilometres I plan to walk every day or the exotic, yet kilojoule- and fat-conscious, masterpieces I plan to wow friends and family with, but if you do see me on the Bay Run or selecting stone fruit at Norton Street Grocer, feel free to say hi!
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