Yes, it’s that time of year when millions make resolutions to slim down and get fit.
Only, for me, the New Year always used to mean continuing my bad eating and barely-there exercise habits, and not making a fresh start.
It was only when a holiday to Center Parcs with my husband, Mark, 46, and sons Luke, 10, and Finlay, six, ended in humiliation that I decided to address my 17st 4lb figure.
Having trained as a chef, I’d always loved food, but running around kitchens meant I stayed a size 14-16. When I got a job as a hotel general manager in 1999, the trouble really started. I would sit at my desk, snacking.
I fell pregnant with Luke in 2007, and it gave me even more of an…
