I remembered the secret; the golden key; the holy grail of weight loss. I squared my shoulders, turned to face myself and said “You’re not fat…you have a sexy, curvy body. But I enjoy being slimmer…
New year, new you and a new round of that eternal struggle – lose weight. It’s often the resolution that tops everyone’s lists but weight loss eludes many of us, the perpetual pushing of that boulder up the mountain.
“Eatin’s Cheatin’” echoes around the office on a Friday afternoon as women pick over their naked salads and extra extra light low fat Philly on Ryvita. The preparations for ‘Rosé o’clock’ are well under way. They’ll grumble their way through the afternoon and suppress the urge to be ‘naughty’ whenever anyone offers a biscuit, sweet or chocolate.
In response to the Reflections on Body Image report, MPs have recommended that school children take part in compulsory body image and self-esteem lessons.
With girls as young as five now worrying about their appearance and cosmetic surgery rates increasing by nearly 20% since 2008, there are fears that young people have worrying and unrealistic perceptions [...]
People call me “the Turbaned Tornado” – I’m the oldest marathon runner in the world. Last month, just three weeks after my 101st birthday, I ran the London Marathon in seven hours and 49 minutes. I’ve completed eight other marathons in the past 12 years, including the Toronto Waterfront Marathon, which I ran when I was 100 years old. How do I do it?
The biggest mistake I ever made was making a connection between achievement and being underweight.
Two days ago, I celebrated my 26th birthday. Not a biggie, but on such occasions I often reflect on past events, memories and chunks of time spent or misspent and I’m often faced with difficulty when I think about how much of my life so far has been tarnished by Anorexia and Bulimia.
I love meat. I love nothing better than sinking my teeth into a big juicy steak or burger or sausage or just about anything meaty for that matter. In fact, now that I come to think of it, eating a big piece of flesh would be right up there in the top five things I’d like to be doing at this moment.
But I can’t. Because I’m vegetarian.
In the Eating Disorder Unit, as we sat around in the lounge, cushions held tight over our swollen, protruding tummies, we were supervised post-meal to make sure we didn’t throw up, exercise or make a bid for freedom. The blaring TV would be immediately switched over at the slightest mention of dieting or weightloss, certain staff would rip pages from magazines and websites (even my own blog) were blocked from view.
60% of British adults are overweight or obese.
The Government addressed this today.
80% of people with eating disorders are overweight or obese.
The Government dismissed this today.
The Department of Health’s Call to Action takes the stance that it is our personal duty to halt the rise in obesity in the hope of a downward trend by 2020. [...]
Even the anorexic in me can’t get my head around this.
As one of ‘those’ people who, if forced to lunch on the go, will stand and scrutinise the nutritional contents of rows and rows of sandwiches, salads and sushi boxes (if I haven’t already memorised them all), I have witnessed a noticable amount of shrinkage [...]
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