Back 100% on the nutrition wagon after honeymoon!!! I wasn't actually too bad 👌🏼 but the achey bones suggest they don't agree! #mackerel #kale #asparagus #cauliflowerrice #sulphur #greens #wahlswarrior #nutrition #fatloss #mealsnotmeds #slurringtosuperwoman #paleo #cleaneating #glutenfree #wheatfree #refinedsugarfree #yeastfree #dairyfree 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1UuJoxb

After a ten hour flight this little bad boy made me and my cankles very happy at gatwick this morning! 🙏🏼🙏🏼 I'm a fan of peppermint but this one is a beaut! ✨✨ #stormtea #pepperminttea #organic #revitalising #relaxing #soothing #welcome #paleo #cleaneating #sunday #jamiesitalian #spooniesupport #multiplesclerosis #mealsnotmeds #slurringtosuperwoman @jamiesitalianuk @stormtea @gatwickairport 😃😃

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1OFn7FL

#justsaying ☀️☀️☀️

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1TIPYAN

Low calorie = chemical shit storm ❌ zero = chemical shit storm ❌ sugar free = chemical shit storm ❌ diet = chemical shit storm ❌ Eat full fat ✅ eat natural food ✅ eat clean ✅ I don't count calories, I always eat fat (good fat) and I don't eat sugar... But sure as anything wouldn't replace with sugar free bs! Have the 'health' pros recommending this never heard of aspartame??? And the damage it does?? Use your imagination, and have fun making some treats!! ✨💕 #mssupport #spooniesupport #girlsthatlift #autoimmune #nutrition #fatloss #onmyhighhorse #wellness #paleo #primal #clean #mealsnotmeds #slurringtosuperwoman

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1KQ8WTB

So I'm not gonna lie.... There has not been nearly enough veg in my diet while I've been on honeymoon!!! I'm properly craving good fats and greens!!!! So I had a huge salad for lunch. This is it. 👌🏼 #nutrition #keto #paleo #spoonie #mssupport #multiplesclerosis #endometriosis #healing #wellness #salad #jamaica #honeymoon #chronicillness #girlsthatlift #autoimmunetribe

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1R2iwz8

Different versions of me... Before I reach the best.

I guess Ive been a number of different people in my life so far.

Academically, Ive never struggled. Ive been the girl that was severely bullied from the age of 5 until the age of 18 as a result, and became overly tough to compensate. Which I guess created its own problems.

Ive been the cool girl too... I'm not overly sure who she was, a little bit of me and a little bit of the expected me.

There were glimpses of the real me, that quickly retreated into the shadows as I wasn't mature enough to rationalise the reactions of some particularly nasty people that I came across. Maybe they were acting out a persona too - as a result of their own environments.

Ive been the fat girl. Ive been the thin girl. Ive been the sugar addicted girl. But never the particularly well girl.

Ive been the fit and strong girl, and the sick girl.

Ive made good decisions, and Ive made bad decisions, but everything has led me to where I am now.

Where has that been for the past 2 years?

The most challenging but eye opening time of my life... and in retrospect I consider myself lucky that it's happened while I'm so young! Why? Because I was forced into a decision. That decision was whether to learn about and embrace 'the immense personal power that we have to determine our own health and fitness', or whether to accept an illness and a lifetime of deterioration whilst following and never questioning the generic medicinal routes (including side effects) of today that are accepted as the norm. And I still have a whole lifetime to learn about it and live as a truly well person!

So why am I talking about being bullied, or not being myself, or eating too much sugar, or even being thin? Because every element of that contributes to a person's overall 'wellness'. 

When I munched away on pick'n'mix and sherbet dib dabs, I was feeding disease. Whilst at my fittest and strongest, my body was a bundle of inflammation and stress; I was eating what my perception of healthy was because it resulted in me being slim, but I wasn't actually feeding my body with true knowledge about how to optimise its performance and prevent disease. (Which is happening!)

I lived on nervous energy and 4 hours sleep, little did I know about the actual science behind a good nights sleep. I got sick. 

I had developed such a strong persona  of 'me' that I had lost the actual real me, and the things that are fundamentally what define me as a person, and hadn't a clue about how this can influence your health.

Now I try to achieve a balance in every aspect of my days, I eat cleanly and specifically to reduce the inflammation in my body and brain. Meditation is not the hippy dippy humming that I once thought it was, and I don't waste every day worrying about being worried. As opposed to hammering myself in the gym, I have a very balanced approach to strength and cardio that is helping to build stamina and reduce fatigue. Instead of having the strongest 'career girl' image that I could, Im still doing a great job but challenging myself to talk about what is actually happening in my life and be myself. (That's what this blog is about!). I play the piano again, which is a defining part of me too.

Im not perfect. But I'm trying to learn as much as I can to be the best version of me. 

What frustrates me? When people talk about their illness, and aren't ready to help themselves.

Ive had it all, 'You can't be that sick to be able to heal yourself with food', 'You might be able to do that but I suffer from this, this, this and this and I couldn't do that because....'

Let's be clear. I spoke with a slur, had a droopy face, walked with a limp, lost my train of thought mid sentence all the time, and couldn't stand for long. I don't anymore...

But I do understand that society has taught us to accept this and to medicate, and that it is easier to accept our own excuses for fear of perhaps failing, than striving to do it the natural way. Illness can be all consuming. It's tough to take the first steps.

We are encouraged not to understand our primal abilities to work towards and achieve a supreme level of health. I've only turned the first couple of corners, but I'm excited about the rest of the way!

My neurologist is an absolute gem of a man, but he refuses to discuss the effects that nutrition has had on my MS. He is delighted at the lack of new lesions, he is astounded that those on my brain have reduced a little in size. And says that this is simply not possible without medication.

But I HAVE done it. I have plenty of hiccups on the way, but hate to think where I would be if I hadn't begun this journey.

I'm no longer slurring, and have a snippet of superwoman! 

When the time is right, and you are ready to give it a go... You CAN do it too. 

Its all about the balance.

Dragging my bag of bricks out of bed, 

washing down a couple of Nurofen Plus with a swig of water, the bricks would feel marginally more feather like, and I would get on with my day. Focused on achieving, I wouldn't stop to hear my body screaming at me, and would do just that - achieve. Glancing at my watch and working back how much time I had to fit everything in - I'd throw myself into the gym - push until the sweat was dripping off me, and zoom back home to get ready. Some days I would get ready to go to a friends for dinner, some days it was another night out. Knocking back the painkillers I used to get through it until sheer exhaustion made me sleep.

Loving my friends. I literally would drop everything and drive an hour to help one out. 

Not once did I consider if they would ever return the favour. 

Not once did I consider why I ached so much. 

I thought that everyone did.

Fast forward. 

I am absolutely not perfect, and not quite where I want to be. But I'm truly content in each and every moment of that journey. I still love my friends and would do anything for them, but I do it for those that actually love me too. A few have dropped out on the way, those that weren't happy that I no longer physically killed myself to drive to them when I ached. Not once did they actually digest the reasons why - or it even occur to them that they could have tried. I wish them the best! But I've drawn the line. Ive consciously surrounded myself by people that care. I still love to train! But no longer do I push my body until a droopy smile is the only warning sign that I listen to. I live a balanced life. I still love a night out, but never to the extreme. Nutritionally, socially, mindfully, physically, its all in sync. Sometimes the balance tips a bit - but the fact that I'm tuned in to my body now means that I rapidly readjust. And the result? 

I can't remember the last time I took painkillers. 

I let myself have downtime.

I don't live in a whirlwind of anxiety. I'm happy.

Now I'm learning and opening my mind every day.

So heres the killer statement. MS. Is my gift. 

MS, Demyelination, whatever label you want to give it. It made me stop and start to live my life. I could never have kept up the life I lived before, and unfortunately I ignored every sign my body gave me until I was ambulanced away with a suspected stroke and this journey began. No I'm not a tree hugging angel that never has a down day, I'm a real person with peaks and troughs. But I won't invite negativity into my life. 

Early on in this journey, I met a really lovely guy with MS, who told me that he used to be like me with a good job and life... but that I would eventually accept that I had to give up my career and start walking with a stick. A confusing message that didn't help. 

I will never deliver that same message. 

I welcome the opportunity to learn from others, I wouldn't have got this far without them. And not everyone is in the same place, thats cool. But I refuse to live in a constant stream of drug induced side effects - Ive taken ownership for my life and in doing so started to live it. 

Oh and by the way. I deadlift at the gym and still achieve. You def can too!