You are what you eat!

I’ve always been quite lucky with my weight. I have a high metabolism and can therefore eat (within reason) what I like and remain the same size I have been for years. The fact that what I shove in my mouth never seems to make its way to my hips might seem like a blessing, and in some ways it is, but in actual fact it can be just as much of a curse. You see, because I don’t have to worry about getting into my favourite pair of jeans or think about slimming down for my summer holiday, I tend not to give a second thought to what I put into my body and as a result I make unhealthy choices.

I have always been of the opinion that as long as I look thin I must be healthy. But I couldn’t be more wrong. While from the outside it might all look hunky dory, what’s really going on inside is a different story.

Take for example the fact that over the past three years I have developed IBS. I suffer from fatigue and headaches that send me to bed and if there is even the slightest hint of cold going around you can bet your bottom dollar that I will get it. Over all I might be a size six but my immune system is shot!

In a bid to live a little longer and feel a whole lot better I have been trying to rectify my poor eating habits. But trying to retrain a brain that is programmed to reach for the biscuit tin for a quick fix rather than a piece of fruit is no easy task. If I’m honest it’s laziness. I enjoy food; I love food in fact, even the heathy varieties, what I don’t love so much though is preparing it and thinking about it. If someone was to make my every meal and put them in front of me, I’d eat them without objection and I’m pretty sure I’d be a mean green eating machine in no time. However, left to my own devices I fall of the wagon and I doubt I’m alone. In a world where we’re all so busy, picking up a pre-made sandwich on the way to our next meeting just makes sense. Food prepping seems so endless, boring and time consuming. But it’s true what they say ‘you are what you eat’ and if that is junk food then prepare to feel like rubbish because that’s what you have fuelled your body with after all.

While I’m still getting to grips with the whole eating better ordeal I’m trying to make more positive steps. I’ve refreshed my Instagram, following accounts that offer up amazing heathy inspiration, I’ve brought cook books and spiralizers and all manner of contraptions in order to get excited about being in the kitchen again. I’m growing my own herbs and making my own oils, I’ve even started my own boot camp with my friends (more on that next week!). In a nutshell, I just generally think about the food I eat and I’m doing all of this not because I want to lose weight but because at the end of the day I want to wake up full of energy and jump out of bed with a real zest for life. I don’t want to spend my days flagging and nursing caffeine induced headaches. I want to live and I want live well and for me that means eating well too!