Try as I might, I can’t give up unhealthy food. Since I decided to not eat Japanese processed foods, especially those containing a lot of sugar, I have been bombarded with presents in the form of some of the most delicious unhealthy foods one could hope for. We’re talking delicious caramelised biscuits, chocolate-cream packed buns, apple strudels, chocolates, sweet pastry pies. They come from all directions: visitors to our home, students, colleagues returning from trips away.

Oh, and from the convenience store at lunchtime. Yes, I’ve become addicted to trotting across the road at 1.30pm and buying a pack of 105 yen chocolate-coated peanuts. …which they didn’t have any of today, which is why I bought this box of white-chocolate almonds instead. Eaten in about 5 minutes.

I use the excuse that I’m jogging three times a week and need the energy / deserve it. What a load of rubbish.

As of tomorrow I won’t do it anymore. I managed to give up buying alcohol. I can do the same with chocolate. Given the rate at which it flows into my life by itself anyway there’s really no need for it.