A couple of years ago I absolutely hated my body. Thoughts about how much I loathed my thighs or begrudged my full stomach were on a loop in my head all day, every day...Read More
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For a long time, I wanted, so desperately, to just feel normal around food. I wanted to just feel OK about eating breakfast without analysing the numbers and enjoy a cheese board with my friends without subconsciously committing to a ten mile run the next day and stop thinking about Easter Eggs all. the. effin’. time…Read More
I remember once on a Saturday morning when I was living at home, my mum popped her head around the door.
‘Good morning, Caitie,' she whispered, putting a cup of tea on the bedside table and sitting herself on the edge of my bed.Read More
It's a funny thing, isn't it? That we've all probably started a diet thinking, or maybe hoping and wishing, that by cutting our carbs or fasting two days a week that we'll lose some weight and unlock our next-level-selves. Our cool, calm, confidence, thin, healthy, sexy selves. But when I lost the weight I wanted to…Read More