Post-Christmas Indulgence Syndrome

Okay, so I made the name up, but in my house it's a very real thing.

Picture the scene; you've had three days of incredible food, champagne, late nights, lie ins and general merriment. You wake up on the morning of the 27th December and the first thought that flashes through your mind as you make the coffee is: 

Gosh, I really fancy a bowl of Bran Flakes this morning. 

Congratulations, you're coming through to the other side of Christmas. You can stop binging now. Welcome to Post-Christmas Indulgence Syndrome! HOORAY!

The 27th is always the day when this kicks in for me. I feel lethargic, I'm jonesing like mad for sugar and I'm getting annoyed with myself for doing so. On days like these I get out of the house and go to my happy place - the one store that allows me to gather my thoughts in calm, healthy surroundings ...

I heart W8

Yep, I go spend the afternoon in the Whole Foods Market in Kensington. Food nerd alert!

I always think it's good to act on good impulses, and on PCIS day, it's a vital kick start - filling my basket with healthy stuff is always the best way to get me back into the good eating habit that I was so accustomed to before Christmas descended upon us.

Don't get me wrong, I still buy some nice treats too (Brooklyn Brewery Winter Ale was in stock, so I bought a couple of bottles, along with a jar of my beloved Dark Chocolate Dreams) but the majority was good stuff. Coyo yoghurts, lots of dried fruit and nuts, vanilla chai latte, pesto, honey puffed rice, Luna Bars ... 

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuul!

The oranges at the front are blood oranges, which are in short season, so I had to snap some up and they are delicious!

They always make me think of Dexter

I designate the 28th December as my 'get back on the wagon' day, so then I can at least have a good few days of clean living before the New Years celebrations kick in, some people might think of it as a massive waste of time but I like to know that I'm going into the New Year feeling good and with the right weapons in my arsenal to attack any resolutions head on.

So here I am, armed to the teeth with healthy sweet treats, good breakfast material, lunch ingredients filling up my fridge and no excuses!

Well, no excuses aside from that bit of Christmas cake that's still to be eaten, but I am going to pace myself with that.