So I’m a creature of habit. Those habits range from eating a slice of Lederhammer (50% less fat, mind) cheese before bed, knowing it will induce psychedelic nightmares to waking up in the night and automatically checking my phone for any ‘gram’ activity. (Is there something more depressing than the glow of an iPhone 6 at 3.12am?)
More than anything these habits seem to be leaving me knackered, stressed and less focused on the important stuff like the massive Bambi-esque eyes of my daughter wondering why I’m not partaking in her dinosaur-themed obstacle course.
So when the awesome kikki K – an A-grade stationery brand with a store in Covent Garden – got in touch to help me break some pesky habits, it was a no brainer. They asked me to get stuck into their 66 days #HabitsChallenge.
Why 66 days? That’s the time it takes to form a new habit apparently, which explains why I’ve been head-in-the-fridge and stuck-to-my-phone despite desperate attempts to be a better person.
I’m not one of those people who can go cold turkey. If I set a rule, I’m gagging to immediately break it. So this is going to be a more softly-softly approach; I shall outwit myself.
The reason I like a midnight snack? It’s a thumbs up for me at the end of the day; it’s, perhaps, a dairy-fuelled finger flip to a world of kale. (A world I aspire to be a part of but end up with fried kale crisps thinking that’s the same.)
But the minute I start looking after myself better, I stop wanting to eat all the bad stuff. That’s why I’m determined to get 20 minutes of exercise in when I get back from my freelance gigs at 6pm. I’ll whack my Tracey Anderson fitness workout on and just do what I can with a toddler in tow. Heck, I might even get her to be my 5 kilo weight. However successful this attempt is, it’ll be dedicated time to doing something fun and fitness-fuelled while my cacophonous toddler no doubt watches on in wide-eyed amusement.
This post was in collaboration with kikki K; follow my journey on Instagram and here