It takes some discipline to turn down food at the best of times. A day out at the rugby on a cold pitch followed by a visit to the clubhouse where the fumes of chips and lasagne were wafting my way were too great. I had a plate and a pint of orange juice and lemonade. I returned home where the smell of fresh baked bread filled the air. Two slices later and a bowl of tomato soup and I was full. It takes some discipline and at this time of year when you need a warm meal it id difficult. Someone suggested i start after Christmas. That might be a good idea but i will try again.
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