Over the past 12 months I’ve been working on my health, on my mind, body and soul. It’s super important to me especially since my cancer diagnosis.
I don’t know if cancer still resides in my body, God I hope not! I had surgeries, chemotherapy, radiotherapy and I take daily hormone tablets and have monthly injections…it’s all insurance.
When I finished ‘active’ treatment I was broken. I was fat, bloated, foggy in the head and fairly immobile. I was too freakin young to give in and let cancer and treatment win so I made a conscious decision…to make a conscious effort towards wellness.
Part of that wellness adventure has been weight loss. Partly intentional and partly a side effect of getting well. I dabbled in the beginning because I was feeling sorry for myself and it all felt overwhelming, then a few months back I made more of an effort. I ate extremely clean and dedicated 10 weeks…it’s not a long time is it but it made a massive difference!
I then pulled back a little and then a little more because ‘it was Christmas’. After Christmas I got back on the wagon but came a little unstuck because ‘I was on holiday’… Sound familiar?
Now I’m home from holidays and taking 5 minutes to really think about habits, in particular my behaviour towards food.
It’s all well and good for me to say “oh, I know what to do” but if I’m NOT doing it then I’m not respecting myself. If I’m NOT doing it then what AM I doing? What am I waiting for? Why am I choosing to stand still?
It’s ok to have speed bumps and take detours but I NEED to keep going, I need to cease seeing speed bumps as dead ends and start my engine again.
So I’ve started again, the ‘food’ part of my wellness journey has been put back into action and I’m looking forward to less inflammation, less pain, more energy, more clear thinking and a little more room in my clothes.