Christmas has taken my mind. It’s been replaced by a mince pie, a plate of bbq food and an afternoon nap. I’ve given up trying to rationalise and justify to myself why it’s ok that I eat poorly, drink more and exercise less. The great Christmas/New Years/Summer Holiday ‘silly season’ is upon us.
From mid-December to mid-January, life in New Zealand slows down as we all revel in our one month of holidays and merriment, before returning to another 11 months of the real world. Forget binge drinking, it’s binge revelry. All year, we ardently abstain from major national festivities or holiday periods, and save it all up for the one month when anything goes, and we’re left with a year’s worth of liver/wallet and waistline damage.