Let's get physical

I've eaten far too much over the holidays thanks to my Christmas pressie from my darling boys, a super duper all sing and dancing bread maker. I've made a loaf everyday since it landed in my tiny kitchen. We've had wholemeal, malt, white, cheese and onion, sun dried, walnut, you name it. Much as I try I just can't seem to slice the lovely soft loaf into thin slices. They always end up as doorstops and the aroma of the freshly baked loaf tempts me that I just have to try have it as soon as the ting of the machine announces it's ready. So there's nothing for it but to get out and exercise a bit more. In fact I'll be off in a minute, just let me finish this gorgeous cheese sandwich.