It's fascinating. I haven't done a number two with my feet on the floor since reading it (always resting them up on the nearest step or erm...bin) to ensure an easier passage for my wastage. Lovely.
Along with Deliciously Ella, Amelia Freer and Sarah Wilson, I'm becoming quite knowledgeable in the field of eating well and the benefits it can bring to your body.
The only issue is, in the past few weeks, I've had a few days here and there of feeling decidedly dodgy. Not queasy in a travel sick / pregnancy kind of way. Nor in a stomach churningly 'oh my God I'm going to be violently sick' way either. Just a lingering low level, overindulged, full and bloated kind of feeling. I've found myself feeling less ravenous at dinner times and this morning didn't feel hungry until nearly lunchtime.
I feel awesome when I eat a plant rich meal and hideously guilty when I indulge in sugary crap (cringing at the thought of the Easter egg I polished off yesterday whilst cooking dinner). Previously I could neck six shots of coffee in a morning but at the moment I'm finding that one double shot flattie is enough.
ARGH!
I suspect this is all psychosomatic, and stupidly self indulgent. I know too much and I can't unlearn it. I haven't had a diet coke in nearly two years and my Oreo cookie / Ben and Jerry obsession is well and truly over.
More than likely, this is a minor reaction to a binge on hot cross buns in the lead up to Easter and the result of having eaten rice krispies for dinner several times last week. I think I just need to chill out and (maybe) lay off the coffee a little.
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