By Indira Das-Gupta This year we are all going to be slimmer, more attractive, richer, more popular, more successful and generally just get an A* for all round awesomeness. At least that is what we tell ourselves on the 1st January. By the end of the month, we’re already cursing having forked out for a gym membership, our Nutribullet still hasn’t been taken out of the packaging and the only time we’ve worn on our new Sweaty Betty leggings is to take up residence on the sofa.