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When I’m Sick…

Evening lovelies! How has your middle of the week been? I hope you enjoyed the second post this morning for my Emotional Eating Series (read the first post here).

Emotional eating series

I realise I left pretty hastily last night near the end of my post and it seems that ‘off’ feeling has hung around. I’ve had nausea and cramping since then- I’m feeling slightly better in the stomach now, only now I’ve also got a headache and temps. Unfortunately, last minute illness doesn’t bode well with work so I’ve had to come in, but I get an early finish thanks to dad. But to be honest, I’d much rather be in bed like I was all morning- I just have zero energy. Apparently something like this has been going round.

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Oh and before I forget I should mention I did a Guest Post on the fabulous Annette’s blog- Fitness Perks, while she was vacationing! The post was on Taking Chances, so scoot on over and check it out :) Oh and go through the archives while you’re there- her blog rocks.

Since, my life is pretty uneventful thanks to this nasty nausea (I love a good alliteration) I though what better theme for this post, then on my sickness itself. I bring you..

When I Get Sick…

I get clingy and needy, especially for my mummy ;)

I cry. If I’m really sick and have to tell someone I can’t do something or not feeling well, I breakdown ha.

Sometimes I push through. It’s as if I don’t have anything and I continue on with my life till this inconvenience subsides.

Truth be told, sometimes all I want to do is eat- out of boredom and the need to feel better #faceitdontfeedit

I want to be looked after.

Water becomes my best friend.

I stay fairly optimistic, in that I usually say ‘oh well this must be the worst day, it’s only up from here’.

I have 0 motivation.

I can get picky with my food choices.

Loud noises are bad ha.

I very rarely go to the doctor- I feel like such a hypochondriac when I do.

I do however become a self diagnosing doctor, or I say hello to dr. google

What do you do when your sick?

Food Memoir Of A ‘Normal’ Eater

I’ve wanted the special man in my life to do a guest post on my blog for a while now. But what on? Well finally it hit me (and right in time too). I’ve gone on many times about how much of a typical, ordinary, normal eater he is, and how I wish I could replicate his eating patterns (in the meantime realising everyone will have different eating patterns and ‘normal’ would be different for each person according to body type, make up, activity etc). I thought it’d be really interesting to get an insight into the world of a typical normal eater (yes this is for my benefit also). I’ve written about it, but since my past (and perhaps at times current) eating habits are not always healthy or normal I can only say so much. Without further ado here’s the man who has done so much for me, doing a little more by bringing us into his very own food world.

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Hi guys,

You may think you know me from the many mentions I’ve got on this blog, but to properly introduce myself- I’m Simon. And I’m the guy that often keeps Bek grounded, sane and from going off into a tizzy.

I will admit I’m a little nervous and not sure how to start. So let’s just jump right into it. This is how a normal (I guess I’m normal? What is normal? Hmm) person eats- ie. me.

First off I don’t care about my weight and how it looks when I eat this or that, so that probably makes it easy for me to eat whatever I want. Basically the act of diffusing the connection between food and obsessions about weight and judgment really takes away the many emotions we feel before, during and after eating (yep, that’s Bek’s 2 cents there if you couldn’t tell ha!).

In terms of my health, I am as Bek describes, the anti-exerciser and anti-health food eater. Although Bek has managed to con me a few times with her healthier dishes- which mind you don’t taste healthy at all (luckily). I’m not overweight and I guess if you looked at me you’d say I was pretty slim. I think it has something to do with my muscle/fat make up or whatever because (as Bek whinges about) I can usually eat a chocolate lava cake (my favourite) and still have pretty good stomach/ab definition.

Most of my food choices are based on how I feel and what I feel like. Sometimes I’m super hungry but all I feel like eating is
doritos but we dont have any left (internal rage). I don’t really feel like eating anything else so I probably won’t eat for
another half hour till my mind changes (or till Bek forces me/suggests something). I don’t really think what you eat matters all that much because you’re going to be doing stuff throughout the day so the energy will get used up somehow.

I also eat how much I want.

Sometimes I’m eating something and I become really full, but I keep eating because it taste pretty friggin good. Then I end up pretty uncomfortably full but I don’t care because it was worth it. This coincides with Bek’s post about overeating and how it doesn’t always mean it’s a binge.

But then again sometimes I can be eating something awesome but I’m just not that hungry so I won’t eat as much- this can be an issue for the chef who occasionally takes offence :P Another thing about quantities of food is that I don’t stop eating chocolate after 4 or 8 pieces because I feel like I should because it’s ‘bad’, I stop because I’ve had enough of it. I’m also okay with getting more than one serving. I usually fill my plate with how much I think I’ll eat and if i need more I’ll just go get it. It’s all about satisfying myself- I don’t care if I have to go back for more 3 times, when I’m full I’ll stop.

My eating patterns are constantly changing but dont ask me why because to be honest, this post is the most i have thought about it. (Bek’s input- What normal people don’t think about their eating patterns/habits!?). I’d say the only issue with food and eating I have would be that I don’t like too eat too much greasy or sugary food incase I get pimples- but then again that probably wouldn’t stop me anyways haha! If I did end up eating it and felt a bit worried about a pimple break out or whatever I’d probably just reason with myself to have a big drink of water afterwards. It’s no big deal and I don’t really get hung up on it.

I have never had to worry about my weight or food because of my body type so it probably makes it a bit easier for me. But I also don’t worry about what people think.

Thanks for having me guys! Until next time.

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Wow, was that an eye opener for you guys too? What really stood out to me was how much faith he had in himself and his body- when he is full, he will stop. The big thing I think is not about ‘not caring’ but just separating feelings of worthlessness, guilt, anxiety, depression and all that nasty stuff from food and eating. If you don’t EVER feel guilty when you eat, that extra piece of chocolate you snatched up won’t matter.

What stood out to you/was an eye opener?