Last week I finally gave up on my skin and my self diagnosis and went to the doctor. It turns out it’s not a fungal infection, it’s rosacea. Read More
So it turns out, that ones poo can turn a deep, dark black when one a) takes iron supplements, or b) is suffering from internal bleeding.Read More
At the start of the year I set myself the goal for 2018 to be the year of the cleanse, encompassing mind, body and soul. As part of my progress I think it’s important to check in periodically to see that I’m on track.Read More
While I don’t completely agree with the idea of a crash diet to be slimmer on your wedding day, compared to any other day, I do understand that looking and feeling your best becomes a bigger priority on such occasions. Photos that you’ll have for ever and all that…
I have become one of those. Yes, one of THOSE. That talks about the gym, their workouts and their food. Phil is doing his best to be supportive but I know inside he is doing major stink eye at me. I literally talk about my aching muscles daily. He’s a saint. A saint that’s screaming, SHUT UP ABOUT YOUR GODDAMN MUSCLES, on the inside. I imagine it’s like living with one of those Crossfit fanatics. Ugh.Read More
After a fantastic start to the year with my gym month of February, I very quickly slid down the slide of doom back into old habits. I used the excuse of moving house and subsequently cancelling my gym membership for just over six weeks.
Following the six week period of eating and drinking (all the alcohol – even tequila shots were not off limits) everything in sight, and admitting to my recent purchase of a maternity top, I decided it was time to get back on track. Plus, every time I log into ASOS now they show me maternity clothing and it’s goddamn depressing.
It started slow, with Phil even admitting he didn’t think I was going to get back in the zone. But I showed him, and myself. Signing up to my new gym helped get me on track. I also dusted off my MyFitnessPal (MFP) app and started to track my food and exercise so as not to cheat myself and really open my eyes up to those weeks when I think I’m eating super healthy, but am instead scoffing down the odd biscuit here, a bottle of beer there and two mint Magnum’s one afternoon because it was hot. Excuses. We’re basically on a paleo/Whole 30 food plan again, as I find it works best for me – no sluggish feeling. I’m not giving myself “cheat days”, because that’s when I fall off the wagon – it’s more if it’s a special occasion meal, then I can enjoy myself, so long as I’ve been to the gym.
I’m one of those people that loses sight of their goals and plans so quickly. Wave a glass of wine in front of me and all my self-control goes SPRINTING out any window, door or crack within a 100 metres. So I need to keep the focus. I also find that MFP and Instastories keep me accountable. I love sharing. I share too much. Although, so far I’ve only had positive feedback on my sharing! I’ve recently discovered that I can time my gym workout with an episode of Great British Menu, which they show on the telly at the gym. I jump on the treadmill, plug in my earphones and get lost in my food passion.
In the last few days I have felt like Leo aboard that giant steamer – full of spunk and excitement. This is the gym’s fault. I know Phil is probably sick of listening when I tell him about every minute and every stretch of my workout and how my muscles are aching and how good I feel. One thing he’s not sick of; our sex life. HELLO! That has definitely stepped up a notch since I got all energised and loving of exercise. I feel like I’m 20-odd again and full of vitality! Why didn’t I do this sooner?Read More
I’ve only gone and signed up to a gym. I know. After my boyfriend picked himself back up off the floor he high-fived me and slapped my ass.
One of my good friends is currently staying with us, having just arrived in London. Last night we enjoyed a girls night in watching trash TV, drinking red wine and eating pizza oozing with cheese. It was magic. But we discussed how blah we both feel, sluggish and heavy and not at our optimal health. We decided that starting Monday we would start a Whole 30 detox and body reset. It’s usually easiest to start on the 1st of the month, but I just want to get into action, not wait two weeks. My other half and I have social events booked in but I’m just going to make it work – there’s never a good time to be on a restrictive food plan, you just have to get on with it. As previously mentioned I first completed a Whole 30 in January 2013 and loved the outcome; my skin was clear, I didn’t feel bloated, no sugar highs and lows, I slept better and I managed to lose a few kilos.
I have managed to persuade the other half to join in this time too. I can tell I’ll be pulling him kicking and screaming over the finish line in the first week, but hopefully he gets the hang of it and reaps the benefits early on to keep him focused.
Last week I spent time reading through all the information I had previously received when signing up for Whole 30, as well as perusing my friend Leah‘s website. Leah is a Whole 30 champion, she’s done it four times now and swears by it.
I also spent time mapping out my meal plan for first week as I think one of the most important things I learnt was how important it is to prepare. PREPARE. Otherwise you find you come home after a long day and reach for your Just Eat app on your phone. Which completely undoes anything good you’ve done.
Throughout I will post details of my meals and how I’m feeling, the ups and downs. Posting updates is the perfect accountability – no cheating or quick trips to the chip shop allowed!
I’m just so over being unhappy with my body. SO, SO OVER IT.