Ok, its time to back away from the kitchen, sloooooooowly, and put down that kit kat/crackers/muesli bar – insert any food group really – and return to that tranquil place within where fool does not fuel your every thought.

Truthfully, the pantry and the fridge have become my waistline’s mortal enemy, a nemesis to my nonexistent willpower when it comes to food. And its always the stuff I shouldn’t be having that my body so desires. Sure, one little fun size chocolate doesn’t hurt, I know, but its when I find myself skulking back for just one more, 3 times over, I have to admit that its more boredom, than brazen hunger that is fuelling this binge.

Also, I should clarify, when I claim I’m bored, do not conjure up images of me wiling away my days lazing on the lounge, propped up my fluffy pillows, staring at the ceiling lamenting that I have nothing to do. I wish! Indeed, having a little man who needs entertaining 12 hours a day, and trying to maintain the chaos that now is my home doesn’t leave much spare grazing time. It’s more the sheer monotony of my day that some times drives me to the door of my fridge in search of some sweet solace.

So, just have some fruit, I hear your say. Yes, good in theory, bad in practice as the apple just doesn’t quite hit the sugary spot the same way the blueberry muffins do… Or perhaps I should rid my cupboards of all foods that, like a temptress, seduce me from my no food stance, except for the fact I live within walking distance of about 8 cafes, not to mention a Supermarket within stones throw of home. Temptation thy name is Woolworths!

Thank God then for Wii-Fit and the inspiration it gives me to keep up the workouts, to keep all things in balance and in check.

But if you’ll excuse me, I just need to make my 17th trip to the kitchen for the day…