It started out as most other days, back in December 2014.
I was ready to go to the office and get stuck into another day after the long train commute into the city.
Occasionally, while walking downtown from the station, I’d stop in at the Lindt Café in Sydney’s Martin place for a coffee and something nice to munch on.
However, my ever-expanding waistline guilted me into avoiding the muffin that day, and I stopped by the little coffee stand around the corner from the office instead.
I literally dodged a bullet that day. If I had given into my sweet-toothed cravings, I probably wouldn’t be here to write this story.