I just realized I managed to write three blogpost about Diet Coke.
Three! In a row!
I guess this is an all time low, both for my nutrition and my writing.
So no more rambling about fizzy drinks, on to my next rant: Going gluten free.
As we enter week four of the challenge, it is time to focus on the gut. Beat the bloat is the title of the corresponding chapter, and while I wholeheartedly agree with the importance of healthy gut bacteria (great topic, I know), I am not a fan of cutting gluten out of your diet.
We are way into week two already as I write this, but I won’t give anything away. This is about week one, and as much as I want to tell you all about my struggles, I will exercise self-control and stay true to the timeline.
This is about week one, and let me tell you, it was a hard week. At least for me. My mother wasn’t affected much. She has always been the one with the healthier eating habits.
But for me, everything Madeleine wrote about the withdrawal symptoms you could experience came true. Everything. Not that this should have surprised me, I knew I had fallen into some really bad eating habits when it came to snacking, but still. Feeling it is a whole new level of knowledge, I assure you.
After filming my 6 months postpartum update where I talked about my diet and exercise routine, I received a lot of questions about Intermittent Fasting, or interval fasting as it is called in Germany.
Some of the questions were repetitive, so I decided to go into more depth with this video, covering the scientific background, different options of how to do it and the beneficial effects it has on your health, even if you don´t need to loose any weight.
Now that you are reading this, Peanut will most likely have arrived and I will be completely caught up in the wants and needs of this tiny human being.
And while the first weeks (months?) after welcoming a new member of the family are usually spend in a fog caused by hormones, sleep deprivation and utter exhaustion, I know that I will someday emerge, look into a mirror and try my very best not to hate what I see.
This post, of course, needs a disclaimer. I am fully aware of the wonder that growing a human being is, of the amazing things my body has done and that being healthy both myself and my child is the only thing that really matters.
But even if I tell myself that 100 times, and yes, I know it is superficial: I wished I´d look different than I do now anyway.