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Intermittent Fasting Vs Meal Plan

I’m fat. OK, that’s over dramatic and untrue. I’m not fat. But the past 100 plus days of Lockdown had my entire life revolving around preparing food and eating it. Each day by lunch time, I knew what was for dinner and the meat would be out in the sun, getting defrosted. The alcohol ban had me stocked up on bottles I helped myself to every day and all of a sudden, out of the clear blue sky, I had a well stocked snack shelf in my kitchen.

It happened slowly, but one day, I put on my previously loose fitting jeans and, to my horror, they fitted like my jeans jeans! I’m sure you’re wondering if I kept at my workouts and that would fix everything, right?! Well, I did! In fact, I never stopped! Working out very quickly became one of the only things that kept me sane in the face of the nationwide shut down and I thought I was doing alright – my jeans told a different story, though. This was the first real proof that getting the kitchen right is an important step to having and maintaining that dream body.

If I’ve learned anything in fitness and life as a whole, it’s that what’s good for the goose is not always good for the gander. You have to find what works for your body and not subscribe only because it has been proven to work on other people. With this in mind, I tried my hand at two forms of dieting and I’m going to share my experiences with both.

Intermittent fasting

What I like about intermittent fasting is the lack of limitations and restrictions. My problem was that I ate all the time and did so out of boredom more than out of hunger. If you tell me I can’t eat something, I may obey for a little while, but soon, out frustration, I will go rouge and eat everything in sight! Fasting helps you to delay that self gratification. I’m allowed to eat, but after a certain amount of time. I tell myself that I can eat whatever I want. While I know that this isn’t actually true, this is really just to keep me going until the fast is over. This did wonders to stop my snacking, especially in the evenings after supper. If you are fasting for weight loss, the main motto is to eat responsibly once the time comes for you to be able to, and that way of thinking minimised my binging when it was time to eat again. I really enjoyed the mindset that intermittent fasting gave me.

Meal Prep

In the spirit of leaving no stone unturned, I tried my hand at following an eating plan; you know, with meal prep and what not. I found this much more difficult. From eating the same thing, every single day (I repeat: Every! Single! Day!), to being in a constant state of hunger even after I’ve just eaten a snack sized plate they call a meal, I was in hell! I still am! Send help! What spawn of Satan came up with this form of torture, guys, honestly?!

I’m sticking to it, though; on most days, anyway and, surprisingly for a number of sensible reasons: I want to see what kind of results I’ll get in the end (when will this hell end?!). This is the painful way, but also the way that will yield the fastest results- so they say; I’m too hungry to argue this. I know that my portions are way bigger than they should be and it’s very clear that sugar and carbs were a gigantic vice in my previous diet. Sometimes it’s like my body is crying for it, it gets so bad. While I do miss being creative with my cooking, I must say I’m much less of an emotional eater as a result of this set daily menu and this has done good things for my wallet too.

Spring is just around the corner for South Africa, and many of us have spent the winter in lockdown sporting sweatpants and trying our hand at baking banana bread, this will pass and those work clothes will have to come out and dusted off for the old normal work day! Please share you views in the comments. What method has worked for you to get rid of the extra lockdown weight? Have you even gained any weight? What is your Avo affirmation when the clothes start to shrink?

Thank you so much for popping in today! Have an awesome week ahead😘

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Dear Body

Sometimes I look at you and think, disgusting. Why must you bulge here? Why are there so many dimples there? Why can’t you be clear and without blemish? I wish you were smaller, more defined.Why are you so ugly?

I’m hardest on you. I overfeed you when I am bored, then I complain when you store the excess. I work you till you hurt then I starve you in the name of results. No matter how much you endure, it’s not enough for me.

It’s not your fault. I look at you everyday, and you know what they say about a watched kettle: it never turns into the perfect body.

I need to learn what it looks like to be kind to you, to listen to you, to be gentler toward you, because you are all I have. For better or worse, we are in this together so I must be good to you so we can last as long as possible.

I will do better, I promise you.

Forever Yours

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Body Love

Hey Everyone!

Is it just me or did Wednesday come way too quickly? Sunday was just the other day!

Anyway, so in South Africa, it is Women’s Month and Marie Claire is doing a nude issue to get women talking about loving their bodies as they are!

Now, you know by now that if there is a hashtag I like on Twitter, I will definately share it with you🙂 check out the most recent one here

Well, this one is #DearBody and women are using this hashtag to write love letters to their bodies!

I love this idea because we spend too much time criticising our bodies, putting them through hunger and too much working out all so we can be whatever the media has decided is sexy. I find it demoralising and stressful!

Anyway! Here is my love letter to my body!


I’m sorry for all the times I called you fat or ugly. You don’t deserve such names. You are strong and you have been good to me and I appreciate that

If you want to see what other women are saying about their own bodies, check out my Twitter Moment👇 , search the hashtag #DearBody or just follow me there in Twitterville!

Have a beautiful day and thanks for popping in!

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Better Than Me

No one knows how to lift my spirits better than me.Just put me behind the wheel and give me an adventure to embark on.

No one knows how to make my heart flutter better than me. Play me something beautiful, progressions with minors and husky voices and words that sing what I feel.

No one takes care of me better than me. Give me my matchbox flat, flavours to mix in a pot that nourish my belly and my soul.

No one calms me better than me. Make the room quiet and leave me to my own devices.

No one knows me better than me and no one loves me better than me because I’m all I’ve got…

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This Way

I wasn’t born this way.

I wasn’t born in pain.

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To me

You are beautiful and strong. You are human and you do the best you can with what you have been given. The world is a nasty place. You won’t always have someone to stand up for you accept for you. You are all you have. So take care of yourself, love yourself because you are worthy of all the love there is out there. Keep going, don’t stop believing and keep your heart soft because it is good. You are good. Remember that…

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Birthday Body Butter


As though they knew she needed to love herself more than anything else, they gave her enough body butter to last the winter. As though they realised that though she was in repair on the inside, it really  starts on the outside. She needed therapy, to put her hands to her skin and rub the butter into every inch of her body nourishing it and making it glow. She needed to get to know it every day and catch glimpses of its bronze glow throughout the day. She needed to see the genuine beauty that lies there and in time awaken the beauty inside. She needed to butter herself up and in and out.

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So as an affirmation exercise to boost self esteem and my view of myself, I have a list of adjectives pasted at the top left hand corner of my mirror. Every morning before I get ready for the day, I look at my reflection and I say these adjectives out loud.

Number one on my list is that I am beautiful and when I start getting dressed, I’m more motivated to put more effort into my appearance.

Today, one of my colleagues pulled me aside and proceeded to tell me how beautiful I look today. She emphasised how different it is from how I normally look. The compliments kept coming and not from her alone!

So here’s my theory: when you make a statement about yourself, you start acting it out. Once you act it out, others see it in you.

There you have it: I am beautiful because I say so…