Once upon a time (and no, this isn't a fairy tale), I lived in fear of the food that was on my plate. Or more specifically, the food that wasn't on my plate. I counted calories, avoided carbs like the plague and from Monday to Friday, I ate little more than rice crackers, egg whites, chicken and broccoli. I would wistfully eye off chocolate bars in the supermarket aisles only to choose sugar-free gum instead. I deprived myself. Big time. My days were very regimented and revolved around my training. I'd most likely have a small panic attack if I wasn't eating exactly 2.5 hours after my last meal. Food had become a chore.
Things started to really change for me started when I learned to meditate. I learned to listen to my body (not so easy after ignoring it for so long!) and really tune in and work with the powers that be, not against them. I began to trust in something far greater and more powerful than I could ever begin to get my head around. I got to know myself. The real me. And slowly, but surely the torturous relationship with food and my body started to end.
A lot has happened over the past few years. I eat chocolate instead of gum for one. I decided to follow my heart and now, instead of running a sleepwear label, I inspire women to live a healthier and more balanced life - in both body and mind.
So get inspired, forget the rules and fall in love with food (and you!) in the process.
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