I don’t always use the phrase “BOMB DIGGITY”, but when I do it’s because of taste sensations like this super-easy dessert “parfait”.
This baby only features two ingredients, but the technique and uh-maz-zing flavour combo is the absolute shizzle, I’m not even exaggerating when I say that it honestly tastes like banana cake batter. Who doesn’t love eating cake batter by the spoonful?
Bone-broth based soups are so on trend right now and for good reason. They are;
If you’re listening to health-conscious thought-leaders and paying attention to the media sources daring to inform us of inconvenient truths, then chances are you’re at least vaguely aware that we are living in a pretty toxic world.
In my last post, I wrote about how after years of being sceptical about the gym environment, I now find myself shamelessly addicted and quite the convert. I admitted that my scepticism came from my preconceived ideas about gym-buff stereotypes and not liking some of the trends that sweep through the fitness industry.
Keeping in theme with 2017 – the year of fun! Today I’m talking about recent obsession; the Les Mills classes at my local gym.
I never thought I had it in me to become a gym junkie (or whatever the correct title is for someone addicted to group atmospheres and endorphin rushes), yet here I am, quite the convert. I’ve always preferred outdoor sports; jogging, walking, hiking, swimming and team sports, such as netball and tennis. Sure I played badminton indoors in eighth grade, became quite a stickler for my fave pilates DVD, and wasn’t opposed to using the treadmill on rainy days, but that was the extent of my ‘indoor training’.
I had this stigma that gyms are for people that …
Detoxinista.com. What a glorious resource. I gig the innovative recipes and conversational tone. My fave posts are Megan’s What-I-Ate-Wednesday musings, where she shares what she eats in a day with an explanation as to why. As a nutritionist (and curious human), the psychology and sociology of how and why we eat intrigues me.
This year I want to have LOTS of fun. 2016 was far, far, FAR too serious for my liking. I felt like I was always studying and if I wasn’t studying, I was working and if wasn’t doing either of those things, it was because I was unwell (thanks to this dilemma) and I felt like absolute shit.
To all the mums that are worried about their teenager’s newfound obsession with protein powders, weights and “getting big”, you can thank me later. Please grab your teen, park them in front of this article and let me work my magic.
I don’t want to seem sexist, but to make this post easier to write, I’m assuming the the reader is a teenage male with a mother forcing him to at least “hear read this girl out, she makes some candid points” However young girls, and gym/protein/exercise buffs of all ages and genders can benefit from the points made here, so be my guest, pull up a chair (or park yourself at your standing desk) and read on.
I’ve talked about fats, I’ve covered carbohydrates, it would be rude to overlook the third and final macronutrient; protein. There’s probably not as much contention around protein when compared to carbs and fats – unless you’re in the body-building world of Gym Goers. I guess because we’ve been educated from a young age about the importance of eating enough of it.
