As you can see the page is blank. Because I've done this more times than I can remember, and quite frankly I don't get it. I don't get how people lead a healthy lifestyle and do the rest of life. This is not advice, I'm just ranting and then maybe you can tell me what to do, or moan along with me (a lot more fun)... For the past two summers I've been on a major diet and fitness kick, and I pulled it off. But I lost weight because I had all the time in the world to get my body used to eating normally and running. Yes, that's my chosen form of punishment, running. Which is lovely when you live in the English countryside and you can run for miles without a soul seeing your red, sweaty, jiggly self. It really isn't the same in January, in the middle of city. Now don't tell me to go to the gym to avoid the weather. Why would I pay to watch much fitter, healthier people WATCH ME cough up a lung after three minutes of running?! So that's exercise, our relationship is simple, I hate it and it hates me.
Food is a bit more complicated. And considering I'm writing on a blog read mainly by women, there must be some unison in this feeling. If someone asked me how to lose weight in the summer I would have said use My Fitness Pal, which is essentially a calorie counting app. But in retrospect it helped me lose some sense and perspective as well as some weight. I've seen people advocating this app, but no-one talking about how it messes up your concept of food. I was eating numbers for three months. Bad, bad news. And in all honesty feelings of guilt were creeping in if I hadn't stuck to my calories for that day. After having a piece of cake for my birthday, I cut out lunch the next day. Luckily I stopped myself taking it too far, but it shocked me how those problem thoughts about food can creep in very, very quickly. Skip ahead to the middle of my autumn term back at uni, and I'm having coffee and cake for breakfast, fast food for lunch and anything from ready meals to takeaways for dinner. It's not that extreme all the time, but that summer diet seems like a long way off. And the problem is time. Everything is so hectic, and a healthy 'lifestyle' always seems like another thing I have to think about, it never seamlessly fits in. I feel like I should end this lengthy paragraph with some shining light about how I've found out the trick to food and fitness normality, but I've got nothing, so please tell me your experience because I think it's important to share all this stuff even if I haven't cracked it quite yet!