January is always for me a time of abstinence. I usually have half a stone to lose, not gained over Christmas but in the run-up to it. This year however it's a stone, groan. And I find that unless I go to the gym, I hardly lose anything, even despite being very rigorous with the calories. As I slog away on the treadmill, I think dreamily about our honeymoon and how I will have a whole new wardrobe of clothes in a smaller size.
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