Posts Tagged ‘health’

A midsummer new year resolution – or: The art of cramming 12 months of good intentions into four.

In Uncategorized on August 7, 2013 at 12:17 pm

So, we’re in August. That’s seven months between my last post and this one. Impressive.

In my defence, it’s all been a bit hectic. At the beginning of year, I pledged to get my life:work balance in order, to adopt a healthier lifestyle both mentally and physcally, and not to sweat the little things.

It’s fair to say I have failed on all counts.

At the end of January, Adam asked me to marry him – I only had one eye open at the time as it was quite early, so I had to get him to repeat it, but one beautiful emerald ring later, I was properly engaged to be married, and a whole new whirlwind began.


Now, just four months away from I Do, I’m revisiting those goals and am determined over the next sixteen weeks (WHAT!?) to stop working myself into the ground, stop allowing my worries about what everyone else wants to take higher priority than what I want, and take a bit more time out to relax – whether it’s downing tools and chilling out with friends, making sure I do get the the gym, even if it is only for 30 minutes, having a manicure (judging by the state of my hand in this pic; much needed) or just lying in the garden for 20 minutes in the middle of the day in lieu of lunch at my desk (I may be a little late to the party on that one…)

With just one week to go until my holiday, and not being in the pre-holiday shape and state of mind I ought to be, I think the wind-down needs to commence in earnest… starting from NOW.


Confessions of a Coke addict

In health on February 8, 2010 at 12:05 pm

I read a piece in the Daily Mail today. I don’t know why, I think I do it as some kind of self-flagellation style penance. This one wasn’t berating the unemployed, single mothers, ethnic minorities or indeed working mothers, so it goes without saying that it was telling me that my lifestyle is going to kill me and it will be All My Own fault.

I’ve never smoked a cigarette in my life,  don’t eat much red meat, I occasionally over-indulge on the drinking front but other than that it’s very much an ‘in moderation’ pastime. I like cakes and the like, but I only have them as a rule if I go out to dinner, and I generally eat a lot of fruit, veg, chicken and fish. I exercise four times a week, at least, and my BMI is 21.

But apparently I am 87% more likely to contract pancreatic cancer than the next person because I drink fizzy drinks.

According to this study, done in Singapore over a 14 year period, those who drink two cans of fizzy drinks a week are more likely to get the disease than those who don’t. The experts have admitted they’re not positive that it’s definitely as a result of the drinks, so that’s okay, they can’t be accused of scaremongering if they’re not sure. I drink more than two a week – my addiction to Coca Cola goes back a long, long way and my dentist actually hates me (God knows why, he’s a bloody rich man thanks to me) because even though I know, have seen indisputable evidence of the damage that the stuff does to my teeth, and have experienced enough palpitations and sleepless nights to demonstrate beyond measure that Coke is very, very bad for me, it is an addiction and one I cannot kick. I have done liquid detoxes, juice diets and all manner of healthy eating junkets but the one thing I absolutely cannot kick is my Coke habit. I’ve cut down on my intake, and I even go so far as to concede the sugar argument and switch to ‘Bloke Coke’ – Coke Zero with its no sugar content, but kick the habit altogether? Unfortunately, not a chance.

The hope I am clinging to is the fact that if I believed everything I read or heard, I wouldn’t use shampoo, deodorant, talcum powder, drink tap water or fruit juice, and wouldn’t eat anything at all just in case I contracted some form of cancer.

As it stands, I think I’ll stick to my exercise and reasonably healthy eating plan, get checked at the doctors regularly for any signs, and enjoy whatever life I do have, fizzy or not.