Some kind soul ordered me a large helping of catarrh, sinus pain and sore throat for the festivities. At weigh-in on Christmas Eve I’d managed to lose 1 paltry pound. My own fault as the previous evening we had pizza from the takeaway and my Syns went into orbit. Ah well.
Christmas Day also saw an “I’m not counting” approach to Syns – come on, I’m due a day off here and there ;-). By Thursday I was back with the programme.
So, a belated Merry Christmas to my dear reader(s), and an early Happy New Year!