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Over the past 2-3 months my pants have slowly grown tighter. I step on the scale and I see my numbers go up. I am helpless when it comes to the holidays. It's the food. My god the delicious, wonderful, butter filled, sugar coated, fat saturated, food. I love it all. From the turkey on Thanksgiving to the shrimp on New Years Eve I am someone who always partakes in ALL of the holiday feasts. It's not only the food that gets me, it's also the drinks. I enjoy the dark stouts, egg nogs, and wonderful wines with little regard to the sea of calories packed in every glass. The rest of the year I have restraint. I can behave. I can eat good and work out. But during the holidays I am lost in a sea of food without care.

When the holidays come I sit on my butt, bundled in a mountain of blankets on the couch, and I eat and I drink. It's always the same rationale too. "It's winter. I could use the extra weight to keep me warm. My bulky sweaters will help disguise the extra pounds and it's so cold that I'll never wear anything more revealing than a pair of jeans anyway. Besides my boobs look bigger when I put on some weight! Trust me I can use as much help as possible in THAT department. I'll be fine. No worries. "

Of course that works great when I'm mindlessly shoving a plate of christmas cookies in my face and following them with a large glass of spiked egg nog. But when I step on the scale ...

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