Love your body! I chose that line with intention because it is something I have struggled with ever since I can think.
My greatest passion is food. Always has been. As long as I can remember I have always loved to eat and cook. From a very young age I helped my mum in the kitchen and my speciality was making desert. As a teenager I was able to whip up a mean Mousse au Chocolat, Creme Bavaroise and the likes.
Once puberty hit and I started to feel conscious about my weight I started researching diets and healthy eating. To cut a very long diet history short it has taken the birth of my baby boy to understand that my body is a true miracle and diets don’t work.
We spend so much time hating our bodies that we completely forget what they do for us every day. To think that my body grew another human, birthed him and still feeds him almost 11 months down the line is nothing short of miraculous. We are all different and so we come in different shapes and sizes.
My son still gets around 90% of his daily calories from my breast milk. He just loves to nurse and isn’t too bothered about solid food yet. He is thriving on the boob juice and I have my body to thank for that.
Women are lied to by glossy magazines that print pictures of airbrushed bodies and faces – they set a standard we can never reach, no matter how much we diet and work out. If you feel good, you look good and we must finally turn off that negative inner voice once and for all.
If someone spoke to me the way I speak to myself I wouldn’t stand for it. Yet I subject myself to that exact unrespectful, unkind, critical, relentless flow of insults EVERY DAY. Every morning I wake up and my first thought is what I ate last night. Based on whether I pigged out (starchy carbs for dinner, a couple of squares of 85% chocolate plus a glas of red wine) or ate only little (a bowl of soup with a side salad, followed by herbal tea, hold the rice milk) I feel bad or good. Just to give you a glimpse into my negative self talk – it typically goes something like this:
Carbs for dinner?! AND booze? Don’t you know anything?! As a nutritionist you should know better. Fat cow, better get your are to the gym every day this week. No one will pay you to advise them on eating healthy if you are THAT fat. You have NO discipline. God, I bet those trousers will feel tight today. I dread getting dressed. In fact, I dread getting up.
Good morning. Not. So much for rise and shine.
Luckily I have managed to really reduce this way of thinking and before I do anything I remember that my body is awesome, even though it’s not a perfect size 8 – 10.
As a nutritional therapist I am judged by the size of my body. The thing is, I wasn’t made to be a size 10. Depending on the brand of clothes I need a UK size 12 or (gasp!) 14. I am no stick insect. I have a J-Lo bum and thighs to match it. My metabolism is VERY grateful and I simply love good, healthy food. Always have done. Food gives me enormous pleasure and denying myself all the time makes me a miserable.
A few years ago I had successfully dieted and exercised my way down to a size 8. Looking back on that time I mainly remember being on edge and ready to rip into someone, constantly hungry and worrying that everything I ate or drank was going to make me fat. Friends and family have reported back that this was a very trying time for them because I was constantly hangry. Not good. Luckily I met my now-husband back then and with the help of his love I was able to let go of my ideal size 6-8 body and grow into the shape that I naturally am. My weight keeps going up and down by a few kilos, which is perfectly normal.
Of course there are days when I think FAT FAT FAT all the time but they are definitely way less frequent and less severe. Feeling loved so much by my husband and having a baby really helped, it completely shifted my core values. Being thin is definitely not one of them anymore.
My message for you is to stop worrying about your weight. This negative energy only breeds an attitude of lack and feeds the though of being imperfect (can I just say I actually love the word imperfect because when spelled correctly it reads I’m perfect. I didn’t think of that so I can’t take credit for this genius but I just LOVE it.)
Where focus goes, energy flows so PLEASE focus on thoughts of gratitude, kindness and abundance! Nourishing your body and soul with vitality-inducing, delicious, healthy foods produces miraculous results! Lovingly moving your body in a way that feels good to you is such a joy! If you hate slogging away on the treadmill, don’t do it! Try Zumba or a step aerobics class. Confession time: I LOVE a good step aerobics class. So 80s but then again I am a child of the 80s so there you go…
Hate lifting weights? Try yoga. Working with your own body weight definitely shapes those muscles.
My recipes are not low fat or low carb. Neither do they contain artificial sweeteners, refined carbohydrates or meat of any kind. They are intended to deliver an abundance of nutrients and flavour.
elevatingfood – love your body. Please do. It’s so very amazing.