Join me on the bandwagon!

A scary thing has happened – my sugar-obsessed boyfriend has decided to join me on my sugar-free journey!

Not going to lie, I am both excited and slightly scared – what happens when both people in a relationship are having a sugar-related melt down?! I’m joking of course. It feels great to have his support, especially because when he gave me a kiss after having secretly eaten a Snickers bar the other day I could have killed him!

“Have you been eating CHOCOLATE!? And now you’re giving me chocolate flavour kisses? You have got to be joking!”

Bless him – poor boy! I’ve no idea why he puts up with me.

We both suffered from the weight gain that everyone warns you about once you are in a happy relationship – ‘love pounds’ as I like to think of them. And now he’d recovered from a 15 month injury (!) he seems committed to starting to work out as a couple again.

‘Oh that’s so cute!’ I hear you say. I thought so too, until Sunday morning rolled around….

Woosh! The duvet disappears and there is my keen and hyper boyfriend, standing there, ready for the day and expecting me to share his enthusiasm for mornings.

“Get up! I’m better and now we can work out together” he beams at me.

I groan at him and protest that “No, I don’t want to get up and work out. It’s Sunday Run-Day.”

“Oh” he says, undeterred, “Are you going for a run?”

“No…” I mumble begrudgingly. (To be fair, it was pouring with rain.)

Damn it, he is not to be dissuaded it seems! My case wasn’t helped by the fact that I had in fact been watching a Buzzfeed ‘We tried couple’s workouts for a week’ video when he’d come in to the room.

Cue some classic Rihanna tunes of Spotify, and minutes later we were jointly trying to squat, sit-up and press-up our way to newly improved bodies, whilst also sharing the dawning realisation that we were both super weak.

All in all, it felt great to have my best friend by my side and cheering me on, even if I wished that our Sunday lie-in could have lasted for a little while longer! If we keep working out together, hopefully we will soon be able to do some of those ‘couples workouts’ without one of us falling and crushing the other!


Until next time,


Dani x


Who am I?!

This weekend, I have had the chance to realise how lucky I am.

Cravings for sugar reached an absolute low point on Saturday night, and resulted in me being totally objectionable and unreasonable to my incredibly forgiving boyfriend.

This situation went a little something like this:

9.30pm We agree to have fish and chips for dinner as a treat, and out he goes to get them. 

10pm He hasn’t come back yet and it’s only down the road. Where is he? Hope he’s ok….

10.10 Phone call –  Me: ‘Where are you? Did you get lost or something!?’

Him: ‘Chip shop was out of everything, so I’m at Tesco getting alternatives.’

Me: Snarky comments and putting the phone down.

10.30 He comes home and I am in  an inexplicable sulk that I cannot shake.

We commence to have an argument where I am totally unfair and demand he leave me alone.

I proceed to sulk for half an hour, before I text him:

Looking back on it, I’m shocked and amazed. No ‘Well you should be’ or anything like it. 

Just love and forgiveness and cuddles. I am truly blessed.

I’m really hoping the crankiness will start to disappear in the coming week, and all the benefits of the sugar free life will start to make themselves known. One thing I’ve already noticed is how much my sense of taste has improved – I’m experiencing new depths of flavour out of everyday foods like baked beans.

But overall, currently it’s a bit of a grind. I did manage to drag myself out of a “run” (if you can call the stubble-jog-walk I did that) but it was boring and painful and hard work. 

Never mind. I’ll keep at it and hope for the best!

Until next time,

Dani x