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It’s not easy for some people to ‘switch off’…

I find it reeeaaalllllyyyy difficult to switch off. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that my mind protests vociferously every time I try to – have you ever tried ignoring your own brain? It’s not easy – it’s like an over-excitable toddler who’s been fed adrenaline then gifted with a drum kit and a klaxon. My brain seems most active anytime I try to relax. That’s when I solve problems, create new problems (it’s not just me is it?!), and come up with my best ideas. I’m mentally reviewing my day, planning my future, thinking of the perfect comeback to an insult hurled at me in the playground when I was six (I know you are…but what am I?)  it feels like if I’m trying to relax and I’m not at least thinking about something, I have failed. At everything. I think it’s because we’re always hit with messages about how to make every second of every day productive. In order to be good at life, you have to constantly be doing. …

Wait…is this Tide Pod Challenge thing real?

Like really? Is it actually a real thing? Are people actually doing it? Because in this moment, I am kind of confused. I’ve read a few things along the lines of: People are eating Tide Pods…and the makers of Tide Pods have had to issue a warning telling people not to eat Tide Pods…because they are dangerous to ingest. If you don’t know what a Tide Pod is…it’s the soap you put in your washing machine along with your dirty clothes to get them clean.  That’s right. It’s laundry detergent. And allegedly people are choosing to put it into their bodies instead of into their washing machines.  And not teeny little toddler people you can excuse for not knowing any better. Grown-ass people who without doubt should absolutely know better. Although in the interest of fairness – I understand that they aren’t all eating them…some of them are just putting the pods into their mouths, biting them and then spitting the detergent out. Which is obviously much better. My understanding (and somebody please correct me …

Why I gave up following health & fitness advice…

Basically, it got to the stage where I felt like each week I didn’t die was a miracle – especially if it was a week where I didn’t fill my body full of certain ‘superfoods’, or partake in whatever the latest exercise craze was. I felt like I was starving my body of the vital nutrients and minerals it sorely needed, and it was only going to be a matter of time before my body crumbled from the sheer effort of keeping itself upright – despite the fact it had somehow managed to survive for so long before I even knew what a superfood was (I’m still not 100% sure I know!). …And then the following week I would find myself dicing with death again because I was eating goji berries (which are sooo two years ago, it’s like I’m not even serious about my health), not putting butter in my coffee (I hear this is a thing now?!), and still only doing mat Pilates instead of hardcore swinging-from-the-ceiling-from-a-bungee-cord-HIIT-workout-Pilates which, it was recently discovered, would …