When you’re feeling anxious or overwhelmed, remember this…

I posted on the Positively Siân Facebook page last week that I’ve been really struggling to write blog posts. It’s been a really stressful couple of months for us and the past 2 weeks, I’ve felt like I might buckle under it all. How on Earth am I supposed to write a positivity blog when I’m feeling the furthest thing from positive? Last Tuesday we got back from an incredible…

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Food Diary: What I eat in a week

I used to be stuck in ‘diet mode’. I had dieted, planned and counted calories for SO many years, I had no idea how to eat normally. I had no idea what I should be eating, how much I should be eating or whether I was eating enough – I had completely dampened any natural hunger cues or cravings by suppressing my natural instincts for such a long period of time……

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Setting my intentions for February – focusing on ‘fullness’

Congratulations – you survived January! Give yourself a pat on the back for successfully getting through: The post-Christmas blues and mince pie/mulled wine/Christmas songs withdrawal Dark, dreary mornings WITHOUT a Christmas tree glowing in the corner making everything a little bit magic The seemingly never-ending and horrendous countdown ’til payday We’ve made it through the fog of a cold, broke January and it feels damn good to be out the…

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Stressing about Christmas weight-gain

For many of us, a new year brings a ‘clean slate’ and a chance to shift the delicious Christmas pounds we’ve accumulated nomming too many pigs in blankets. Declarations of healthy eating and ‘dry Januarys’ are abundant and though it’s great to look after our body and consider when we need to nurture it with goodness, I’m here to remind you that even if perhaps your jeans are feeling a…

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My love/hate relationship with Slimming World

Left: 11st 7 (March 2013 – before Slimming World) | Right: 9 stone 7 (August 2013 – 2 stone down) | Notice the loss of boobs haha! I joined Slimming World during my first year of uni. I’d spent the whole summer getting over a break-up – eating and drinking and eating some more. Then, starting uni, my life became a cocktail of drunken pizzas, hungover fried breakfasts in the…

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