No Miracles for the ill-disciplined!!!!

With passports and tickets in hand we are all ready for a week on the beach but for one thing; my miraculous body transformation will unfortunately not be joining us on holiday. For this I can blame no-one but myself and my ill-disciplined nature when it comes to food. Please understand that I am by no means apologizing just merely stating a fact. My biggest problem lies not in that I generally consume anything in front of me - in fact I prefer to eat good, healthy food – but the mere mention of a diet turns me into a goblin and I start to crave things like Steers burgers and any number of fast foods that normally would not appeal to me. So, here I am!! No closer to a beach ready body than I was at the end of winter 2009. Thing is, I will be on a beach in a few days looking all but fabulous in my granny swimming costume which I am now forced to wear. Nonetheless, I shall soak up the sun, frolic in the sea and eat to my hearts delight because let’s face it, it’s too late anyway. And who am I to pass up three full meals a day plus snacks and all the drinks you can drink?

The ill-disciplined for whom no “miraculous body transformations” are reserved!

The taste of a memory

Don’t you find it amazing that a simple taste or smell can trigger a vivid memory? I know that this subject has been contemplated before but as I licked the cupcake batter-covered spoon this morning, I was flung right back to my childhood. I was in my mother’s kitchen and she was handing me the wooden spoon to lick after making her vanilla sponge cake. The smell of cake baking in the oven and the prospect of a slice later filling the air; I was happy and carefree. I can’t remember when the last time was that I actually tasted cake batter - this experience now belongs to my children’s memories.

Our tastes and smells are intrinsically linked to our memories, our past and probably have a great influence on decisions we’ll make in the future. With many of our memories riding on what we eat, should we not be indulging these senses with only the best? I don’t know about you but I’d prefer my memories were filled with amazing tastes and experiences and not those of plastic cheese and artificial flavours.

Feed your body, feed your mind and feed your soul with all that is good and delicious ensuring that it serves to enhance your life experiences.

And…….

……. my memory for today? Well, I hope that every time I eat a sparkly, pink, vanilla cupcake I will remember the day my baby girl turned 16, the tears I shed out of pure joy and pride and the knowledge that the baby I once cradled in my arms is all grown up.