Why do things that are bad for you have to taste so good? And why are the things that are so good for you, not always the tastiest. Following on from my initiation into the Green Smoothie Gang and some health problems I am having, I have decided to try and start the household eating a little healthier. Now Don't Panic!!!!!!! This is me. Ain't nothing going to stop my love of Ben and Jerrys and Margaritas and chocolate and pizza and oooohhhhh cookies & cream and caramel...... Ahem, sorry.
As I was saying, I'd like to improve the general habits of our family to keep us a little healthier. And to be honest, so far, its been an absolute failure. Don't get me wrong, I do have time now to spend on making good fresh meals for everyone and I have generally increased everyone's intake of fruit and veg. Apart from Naughty Dad who I swear thinks he is allergic to fruit. But generally I don't think I've made a huge difference to our overall well being. Don't even get me started on my supposed attempt at a fitness program for myself.
All my life I start on a "Healthy Living" plan ( which I refuse to call a diet because I believe in an entire lifestyle reassessment, not just depriving myself) and I have a little success and then I will run out of time in my day a couple of times and lose motivation. Or I will not see or feel any general improvement in my body and give up. I try so hard not to be down on myself or beat myself up, we are all human after all. But there is something ingrained in me that makes it so easy to admit defeat without really trying and then drown my sorrows in a huge tub of sugar filled happiness. Which then spirals into a poor self esteem issues and lack of energy for anything; hate myself and berate myself for eating poor food as I shovel in more sugar. The vicious cycle continues.
But you know what? I'm not going to let this beat me. I know being a little bit healthier is good for us all, losing a little weight will not hurt me heading into my (ahem) later 30's and I want to give my boys better eating habits and relationships with food than I have now.
So its about taking baby steps. Being kinder to myself, taking it one day at a time and if I fall then not let it "eat" away at me. Just get back up and try and be a little bit healthier tomorrow. Every little bit counts. As long as I can still hold on to my "cheat" day every now and then I'll live. Just think how much better I will feel in the long term and then maybe I won't need my cheat day so desperately. After all, we all want to be around long enough to do what the lady below is doing, right?
Until Next Time
Xx
