#23 – The Time That I Got Serious About My Health and Wellness…

When starting this blog I committed to prioritizing my health, to taking care of my body, and to having a life filled with rewarding physical challenges. I wanted to take the passion I once had for protecting the environment and re-direct that energy inwards to nurture myself. I wanted to use this transition period to think about the person I aspire to be and the life I want to live.

It has now been over three months since I started writing and in that time I’ve made some positive changes.  But at the same time, I’ve felt so weighed down by the sadness of my devastating heartbreak that I completely lost sight of my healthy living goals. I let my emotions dictate my choices and drive me to drink to excess, eat to excess and sleep to excess.  And while I personally think that a life worth living comes with bread and butter, I don’t think that sitting around watching tv, eating processed food, and black out binge drinking are the keys to a happy life. I have always struggled with balance in life. I tend towards extremes and often I find myself burnt out and lost. Surviving the end of this relationship has reinforced the absolute importance of remembering who you are and what matters to you, whether you are alone or in a pair. The overwhelming love and pain of these past months has made me even more aware of the need for balance in all aspects of life. And so after three months of debauchery, idleness and abuse, I think it is time to physically and emotionally rid myself of my demons.

I had originally planned on taking the drastic measure of doing a 30 day detox that banned alcohol, fried foods, processed sugar, gluten and dairy. I thought that I would kick-start this ascetic existence by trying a three-day liquid diet. I even went as far as to buy the ingredients, but something just didn’t feel right and for some reason I couldn’t get started. After some reflection, I think my hesitation boils down to the fact that I think fad diets are ridiculously hard to follow and impossible to maintain.  In simpler terms, I just don’t think that going to another extreme will help me lead a balanced life. Instead I decided to focus on the outcomes that I want and hope that small, daily choices will be simple steps on a lifelong journey. 

I want a body that is balanced – emotionally, physically, mentally and physiologically.

I want clear skin, soft hair, strong nails, white teeth, toned muscles and a little(r) waist.

I want to run a 10K race in August 2013. I want to run 3 times a week for the next 16 weeks and track my progress.

I want to reduce my intake of dairy, sugar and fried food.

I want to do yoga once a week to sweat out my toxins and reconnect with my body. 

I want to consume wholesome foods and vitamins.

I want to introduce green smoothies into my diet.

I want to experiment with vegan soups and salads that are satisfying and healthy.

I want to allow myself to eat delicious food when travelling, celebrating or hosting friends.

I want health not perfection.

Today I say yes to valuing my one and only body. Yes to green smoothies, wine, bread & butter, zucchini soup and flax pills. And yes to a life of health, happiness and love.

Elle. 

If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work and give orders. Instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.

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#22 – The Time That I Flew To London For Work…

It sounds so glamourous. Me – an international buisness woman! In the 3 weeks I have been in this job I’ve had the opportunity to visit London twice and Dublin once. In the next couple of months I hope to go to Birhingham, Bristol and Glasgow as well.

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#21 – The Time That I Settled In Ireland…

I have now been in Northern Ireland for almost 6 weeks, but in someways it feels like I have been here for much, much longer. I have been wanting to write about my experience since arriving but I was hesitant to put down in black and white how I really felt. I felt like I should be excited about my adventure and only write about happy things, life-changing things, inspiring things. But I couldn’t find those words. Then I remembered why I started this blog. I started it for me. I wanted it to be a way to express my feelings, to work through my emotions, to reflect on the moment I was experiencing. Both the fantastic and the mundane, the happy and the heartbreaking, the personal and the public. I didn’t create this blog to satisfy an audience, to seek approved or to get attention. I wanted it to reflect me; my truth. And the truth is that when I first arrived in Northern Ireland I wasn’t having a happy, shiny adventure.

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