Welcome home, mum!

mummy's on a diet

What a perfect way to start the year – 7 days detoxing at Gwynganna, situated in the hinterlands of South Queensland.  The weather was beautiful one day, perfect the next – well except for that torrential deluge that I got caught in whilst braving the elements between club rooms and spa (handwork this detoxing!). 

Eyes clear, feeling strong, awake, energised and vital.
And this is how I want to stay for the rest of this year so this is my gold standard.
I don’t really care how much I weigh – it is not really the point.  The point is to feel great.

Waiting at the Coolangatta Airport for my 4:30pm flight back to Melbourne I breath in the aroma of rancid fat and oil, the harried worried looks on the faces of those around me, dark ringed eyes – and these people are coming off holidays!  Watching as they put away sugar filled hamburgers – artefacts that will no doubt be dug up by our descendants hundreds of years from now – wholly preserved.  They won’t find me – I’ll be completely decomposed.  But my body and what I eat is not the legacy I want to leave anyway so I don’t care.

Wake the next morning in my own bed – again feeling great (now I am getting annoying).  Into the kitchen and prepare a lovely, gluten free muesli, rice milk and fresh fruit – mmmmmm yumbo.  Sit down at my usual place at the table overlooking my bountiful veggie garden (well not yet very bountiful – but it will be – just telling the truth in advance).  And sitting in front of me is what my 12 year old thinks of my journey of enlightenment and the chances of her getting on the bus with me.