Dear Christmas,

Every year my feelings of love-hate upon your arrival awaken in me a mixture of emotions. Sometimes love and its emotions of happiness predominate, enthusiasm and joy. But sometimes, hate prevails, bringing out my anger, my anxiety, my fears... But this year I will train for your arrival, and even though every year you come back earlier, This year I will not let hate win, It will be love that invades the month of December.

You will accompany me to all my family events, of work, of friends... increasing the presence of binge eating and all kinds of superfluous foods with unmatched flavors. And you will try to remind me of the heavenly pleasures that these products provoke in my palate... but this year I will not succumb to all your temptations.
Because this year I am prepared for your arrival and I am clear about how to divide my satisfactions these days so as not to fall into the deepest gluttony.. I will focus on enjoying the company, which I would like to see more often and these days I have the privilege of being able to have close. Both, I will be able to taste the wide variety of delicacies on the table that scream “eat me!”, eat me”. But I will take them calmly and savoring every bite.. And when you come close to my ear to whisper to me: “don't stop eating, "They are special dates", My stomach will send a perfect signal of satiety that I will know how to pay attention to.. I will feel triumphant when I realize how I avoid the heaviness of my stomach as well as the burden of conscience after the meal.. Now I can stop sooner!

You will come loaded with industrial quantities of alcohol, with its industrial quantities of empty calories, that don't even satisfy, nor nourish, nor do they help to maintain a certain composure (especially in front of work buddies)…Even so this year, probably try some of those spirituous substances, alternating them with water. And maybe I'll lose my inhibitions, but more because of the euphoria of the moment, not because of the degrees of alcohol increasing in my body.

Every day that passes after a meal, it will be you, soul mate, who will accompany me wearing sneakers, to maintain the active life routine that it has taken me so many months to make mine. I won't give up this month, because if I can make time for shopping and queuing at stores... I can make time to shake my ass. Don't make excuses for me Christmas, you will also come with me.

For the few “normal” days we have left together this month, We will leave endless recipes based on vegetables and lots of fruit. We have to give him the prominence that he will not have the rest of the days, cooked with grace, Well, I have realized that healthy food is anything but tasteless., but we have to get into the kitchen.

I warn you that that tray that you always bring full of shortbreads, polka dots, nougats and other products in which even the packaging seems to be sugared, It's not going to be my dessert for every lunch and every dinner.. And don't tell me that even one I take won't hurt. Because I already know how this works. If every year you come earlier and every day I eat something, when I realize, Three Kings Day arrives and I'm full, full of sugar. And when you want to get back to the routine, everything will get more complicated, because my body will remember that “sugar shot” and will rebel against me, increasing anxiety and creating a need that was not there before. So this year, the less I vary my routine the better.

How do you see friend Christmas?, Things are going to change this year and I wanted you to be the first to know.. Don't take it the wrong way. I am going to plan my days of excess and combine them with many healthy days and a lot of sport, with market and seasonal products. I will hydrate myself especially with water and I will not eat crazy.. Upon your arrival, I prefer to enjoy all the magic you bring and the people around me, managing my diet like the rest of the year. I won't feel like I'm losing control.

I'll wait for you here, wanting to show myself that I can overcome this challenge.

A hug. See you soon Christmas.