At the moment not a day goes by without an email dropping into my inbox telling me how many calories the average person consumes during Christmas lunch (6000) or how long it takes to burn off a mince pie, and so on and so on and to be honest I’ve had quite enough of it. There are a number of reasons that I find it quite maddening.
Christmas isn’t about gifts. It isn’t actually about food. It certainly isn’t about weight loss or slogging yourself at the gym. It’s not about normal life either. I may do some little work outs at home, I’ll share them on Friday, but life will be different over the next few weeks.
It’s about reflection, family, rebirth, renewal.
Religious or not its a time for those things. For coming together and for gatherings. If that involves a glass of wine, a mince pie, even a whole box of chocolates, it doesn’t matter if you are doing those three things just up there.
It’s not what you eat between Christmas and New Year, it’s what you eat between New Year and Christmas.
Take my little family for instance. Christmas is the first time off that I’ve had in 3 months, Olly hasn’t had time off since June barr a few days when he went away to a festival. This is family time like we’ve not had in a long time. I won’t be eating for the sake of it but I will be eating what takes my fancy. I will attend parties, I will attend family gatherings, I will socialise, I will eat cheese, I will eat carbs.
What will happen after Christmas is I will take stock of what I intend to achieve in 2015. I will take stock of what I want to achieve beyond 2015 and I will take stock of what is realistic in my life. I will begin again with normal life, with the balance, with the drive forward in all areas of my life not just focussed on my weight loss, which will always be an ongoing part of my life, but what I want to achieve with my career and what I want from my future, what I want as a future, where I want to live and what I want to do! Lots of change is coming in 2015 and I want to be ready for it all! So as I wrap up 2014 I want to be looking forward as I celebrate what’s been a spectacularly wonderful year of fun and excitement which I’ll reflect on later on next week.
So when you see that mince pie, and you start to think about calories, have a word with yourself. Are you hungry? Do you really want that mince pie? If you do then eat it. Are you going to work it off? You probably will next year. Realism is Christmas is ONCE every single year. Once. I refused to be shamed, guilted or generally bullied into feeling bad for having a scoop of cornish clotted cream on a warmed up (in the oven) mince pie once a bloody year even if I’m overweight. So screw you posters in the gym asking me how long it takes me to work off that mince pie, you know I don’t care if it takes me all year, because that mince pie is being eaten with my grandparents, they are 82 and they made boxing day lunch for the whole family so we could be together, it’s carbs and fat based, I don’t give two shits.