I’ve been meaning to write this for a few days and something has stopped me each day. As a Yoga teacher, MS-y blogger and health geek I felt it was something I really ought to be doing.
But whenever I started reading articles and blogs about “New Year Clean eating ” or “New Year’s Resolutions” I realised that it wasn’t really how I was feeling.
And as I only ever write about how I’m feeling, it just wasn’t going to work.
I’m easing into 2018. As usual I’m feeling a bit lethargic after the Christmas travelling, over-indulgence and general lack of routine. So I’ve decided it’s probably more important to gradually regain some of those lovely habits that keep me so well and sane, rather than scrabbling around at the bottom of the fridge for green things to go into the nutribullet from the minute the new year starts.
So last night instead of cutting out dairy, sugar and all things tasty, I ate some cheese and booked myself a massage.
And yesterday instead of frantically sprinting off the mince pies (which I can’t really do anyway due to my crazy leg), I went for a speedy march to the beach in the rain just as it was getting dark. On my own. It was blissfully energising and lung clearing.
Yesterday was the last day of the Christmas holidays with my kids. So after a torturous shopping experience (online shopping is always wiser), we had a tasty, warm and averagely healthy lunch in a cafe whilst playing a silly game and giggling our heads off. We then plodged through the mud at a beautiful wetlands centre before heading home to reluctantly take the tree down. Bliss (apart from the shopping section).
And tonight, instead of decluttering, ironing and cleaning, I’m going to run a bath using some of the delicious products I was given at Christmas that usually sit there collecting dust until the next year.
Now I’m not saying I won’t be joining in with the post Christmas cleanse. I’m pretty sure I need to lose a few lumps of belly, and I really enjoy and desperately need all things healthy to maintain my energy levels which plummet after anything out of the ordinary.
I’m just saying that the other things are all part of it too. There’s no point in me stuffing my face with turmeric-infused-quinoa if I’m stressed and in need of a veggie lasagne followed by a long bath to try and chip away at some of the leg hair that I’ve been cultivating since having children and giving up on shaving.
My more realistic New Year’s resolution this year is to be kind to myself, learn to make better bread, and make sure I spend more time on things that make me happy and help me feel great.
Be kind to yourself
Love, Lynne x