I have a confession. I initially used this blog to write about my weight loss, but I fell off the wagon, so many times I left the site to rot. I’m sorry. If you had followed initially to read about the low calorie and low-fat recipes that I would create on a weekly basis, then you’ll be bitterly disappointed in me today.
I realised that it wasn’t all about eating low fat, low-calorie substitutes. I did lose eight stone over eight months, but I wasn’t happy. I was miserable about not being able to eat what I wanted. I had turned myself into a freak. A calorie counting freak. And that freak wasn’t enjoying food properly.
Where and why it started
Let me take you back a year. Andy, my partner, was told that he had tongue cancer. As you can imagine, our world went into freefall. We weren’t expecting it. But what was horrendous at the time, has in retrospect made us change our lifestyle.
My friend and journalist, Sonia Poulton recommended that I contact a friend of hers, Ian, he was a chef. Ian had helped to cure his father in law of cancer. Now, I’m not going to preach that I have the cure because I don’t. But what I do have is an interest in nutrition. I needed to forget what previously hadn’t worked, and find a way to support Andy’s immune system to give him a good chance of recovery.
What I already know about food and cancer is this. Sugar and processed food give you a higher risk of getting sick from disease and subsequent treatments; therefore I wanted to eliminate it from our diet altogether. Speaking to Ian was enlightening. He explained to help his father in law he encouraged a change of lifestyle by removing sugar, dairy, red meat, and anything “white” or doesn’t come in natural form. It’s not easy to tell a carnivore that you’re taking away his steaks.
So armed with this knowledge, I decided we would go vegan in the run-up to his operation. Everything processed was given to the food bank. If Andy was going to do it, so was I. We were in it together.
Vegan Macaroni Cheese is incredibly difficult to make if you don’t do anything processed. It requires a lot of cashews and nutritional yeast (and it doesn’t matter how many times you say it, nutritional yeast does NOT taste of cheese). It was awful. But I stomached it purely because I had the end goal in sight. I wanted Andy to be fit and as healthy as he could be to endure the operation and radiotherapy.
Being Vegan didn’t very long though because Andy is and always will be a meat eater. But as much as I didn’t want him to eat it, he would only go off and have a crafty burger when I’m wasn’t watching so why not find something he can have that is still on the wholesome scale? That’s common sense, right?
Going organic is saving my own life
So, that is where we are now. I am actually losing weight eating food I love that is healthy. No more low-fat, low-calorie substitutes. I was killing myself and Andy too with the amount of processed junk we ate even though it was low calorie. That’s no way to live the rest of our lives. I don’t want to eat that rubbish anymore because I know it isn’t practical for me. We still have bread, burgers, chips and more, but instead of highly processed ones, we make better choices. Low fat spread? Nope, it’s now goats butter. White toaster loaves? Nope, it’s wholegrain organic loaves. Cheap, fatty burgers? Nope. It’s grass-fed, organic minced beef handmade into patties with extra homegrown herbs. It’s healthier. It’s natural. It’s organic. No additives, preservatives, man-made, gsm. All good, wholesome and satisfying. Hope you love it as much as we do!
So, please join me in saving my life, taking on the monumental journey of losing 20 stone and learn how to live organically with me I know I’ll mess up sometimes, and you will be within your rights to correct me, but let’s learn to do organic together? Deal?
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