I love gardening, but I have to admit that I haven’t always been very good at it. Growing up, I watched as my grandmothers planted flowers every year and tended to them lovingly. As a child, I visited many farms belonging to close friends or family, in order to help out and watch their tasty veggies grow. But then I would head back to my little basement city apartment where just my mother and I lived. We would then grab a can of something or some store-bought veggies from the fridge for dinner. I never really put two and two together on where any my food came from or on the importance of what you put into your body. I wanted to learn, but never knew where to start.
Have you ever stopped to consider what was running through the minds of people when they first discovered alcohol? What thought processes were responsible for their notion to share this substance with the rest of the world? You’d think these questions would preoccupy people with loved ones entering and exiting 12 step rehab. You may think that if a member of your family was an alcoholic, you’d consider these topics. Even if it was just until you at least had a rational explanation. Or, you could even be looking for someone or something to blame for all of it.
I recently went through a particularly stressful month, which ended in me feeling extremely lethargic. I then realised how little I had been exercising. It had become all too easy to think ‘oh, I’ll do it tomorrow’, or even ‘I don’t have time’. To reintroduce my body to exercise, I started stretching every morning before having a quick workout. To my surprise, the stretching – which I had taken up on the advice of a friend – made me feel stronger.
Everyone gets excited at a certain time of year – be it Christmas, the first day of Summer, Halloween, or some other occasion. But for me, one of my favourite times of the year is in November, when the Whole Life Expo comes to town. After all, I’m a holistic nutritionist, so this event is like a chocolate brownie, with chocolate sauce and chocolate chunks to a choco-holic (can you tell that I also love chocolate)!
Dating in your 30’s is not a whole heck of a lot of fun. But dating in your 30’s when you suffer from anxiety, well that’s when shit gets real interesting, folks. I’ve recently taken it upon myself to find shiny new ways to oscillate between self-destruction and self-preservation, when it comes to matters of the heart. And when I first thought about it, I hesitated in even writing this post. But then I realized that I started this blog to help people, with not only their physical health, but also with their mental health. And with that said, cue the need for transparency and vulnerability.
Raise your hand if you feel personally victimized by your lack of hydration skills. Okay, but by now you might be asking… uhh well, how the heck do I even know if I’m hydrated or not? You may go about your day drinking lots of water, or just rely on other liquids, not knowing the difference right off the bat. Do you ever look back on your day and think, holy crapola, have I had anything but coffee and a glass of wine today? Eeeeep. Well, don’t fret – because I’m gonna give you a bit of info on hydration and some easy tips to help kick dehydration in the butt.
Who doesn’t love a good poop? Yep, I just jumped right in there with that one. And I’m not even sorry about it. This is something that each and every single one of us does – everybody poops, my friends. We all freakin’ do it. And hopefully, we’re doing it every day… but if not, I’ve got some good news for you! Certain medical conditions aside, you should be eliminating that waste on the daily. While there may be deeper root causes, like vitamin or mineral deficiencies or even specific illnesses, a large part of this has to do with your overall gut health.
Hope can be one of the best and worst things for my anxiety. I used to think that clinging onto it was the only way to surmount the rising pressure of my symptoms. But over time, I started to see how detrimental it could be to always feel like I need to go to a place of optimism and high expectations. As negative as it may sound, that mentality actually sets me up for failure against the daily battle with my mental illness.
I can’t believe it’s already 2018… holy moly. And now, it’s time to exercise some of those New Years Resolutions. It’s common to reflect on all of the things that have happened (or may not have happened) in the last year as it wraps up, while beginning a new one. But looking forward is key, in my opinion. Don’t get stuck and dwell on the past. It’s important to learn from your experiences and then use them as a springboard, in order to propel yourself forward towards your goals.