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


Danger! Danger!

Right now I am dealing with two types of danger – firstly my horrendous bad mood. It’s been here since Monday evening, so I’m hoping it’s the sugar withdrawal, otherwise I fear I’m slowly but surely regressing to cave-woman status.

The second one is the danger of editing software. On a whim, I downloaded a free app called ‘Plastic Surgery Simulator Lite’ to try it out on my ‘before photos.’ I thought that having an idea about what I could look like if I stuck with the programme would help motivate me. It didn’t. 

Instead, it was depressing. I created that image in about 2 minutes, and although the editing is a bid dodgy, basic and you can clearly tell it’s been photoshopped, nevertheless, I was shocked at the result.

Far from inspiring me, it instead filled me with sadness about how far from that edited image I was. How long it would take me to get there. 

I almost immediately started paying more attention to the flaws I had so carefully wiped away on the image.

It is perhaps telling that I made that image and intended to blog about it 3 days ago, but it’s taken me this long to feel ok about doing so.

I cannot believe how available apps to do this sort of thing are. Anyone, with any sort of mental state or impression about their body can now radically alter what it looks like. I genuinely feel that is dangerous. 

The other issue with such apps is that photoshop used to be the preserve of magazines and advertisements, but now, anyone can do it. So those girls who I follow on Instagram as ‘ #bodygoals ‘ might not even be walking around with the bodies I admire! 

Hmmm…Food for thought….

Until next time,

Dani x