Christmas is without a doubt my favourite time of year. Nothing beats those cosy nights by the fire with your loved ones, watching classic movies and feasting on homemade food. Just writing that sentence puts me in the mood to play some festive tunes!
I’ve been reading lots of healthy Christmas recipes the past few weeks, and while I think it’s GREAT to eat healthily all year round, I personally am enjoying not caring much about what I’m eating this Advent.
I don’t know if it’s the combination of shorter days, longer to-do lists (presents, ugh!), or the semi-permanent hangover that seems to occupy the entire month, but for whatever reason healthy eating goes completely out of the window for me in the winter.
I’ve eaten way too many Pret turkey sandwiches, drank much more wine than is recommended for a working week, and even sacked off yoga to spend the afternoon watching Lemony Snicket and graze on sausage rolls & gingerbread men (great film BTW).
This is probably why I haven’t posted in a couple of weeks – when I’m having a “retox” I almost feel a bit fraudulent for writing a blog that’s primarily about keeping a healthy lifestyle.
But then I remember that the phrase “healthy lifestyle” can mean vastly different things to different people, depending on the state of your personal health. Although eating wholesome, unprocessed food is what we should all strive for, I know that it’s not very realistic 100% of the time.
While there are brilliant options in London now for healthy fast food the majority of the UK is still eclipsed by the junk we’re all accustomed to. I really hope this will change in the future but I can’t imagine anybody wanting to live without the occasional indulgence! This is why the phrases “clean eating” and “guilt-free” grind on me sometimes – we shouldn’t feel guilt-ridden every time we have a few mince pies!
In short, Christmas is not a time of year to worry about whether you’re getting your five-a-day, or how much sugar you’re consuming. It is about being with people you love, celebrating another year and preparing for a new one. Even if your nearest & dearest feed you enough cheese to comatose you into watching the Eastenders Christmas special, forget the guilt and revel in the nostalgia & magic of the season.
Disclosure: the gingerbread men were not made by me but are the handiwork of my talented housemate! They tasted as good as they look.