Well, well, well.

Hi again!


So, today I want to talk about the buzzwords of 2019; wellness and wellbeing. 

More recently, I have heard people use these words as a new term for diet but for me, this is far away from what they actually mean. 

When most people think wellness they focus on the physical element, and I really believe this is because so many fitness influencers out there shout about ‘wellness.’ 

Now, physical activity is good for the brain but we all know that if you get your body moving you get your blood flowing more and more blood in the brain creates more chemicals in the brain such as dopamine = improved mood less stress, but this perspective of the definition shouldn’t be restricted to just increasing your exercise. 

Personally, wellness or wellbeing is all about the physical and mental state. It’s about how you take care of yourself, how you fuel your body and the people you surround yourself with that help build you up and help you to reach a place in your life where you can be the best version of you.

I set myself a wellness mission for 2019 and I advise you all to do the same. For me; my focus is on doing more of what makes me happy. From yoga and swimming, to eating plant based burgers, pasta and gin. 


More importantly, I’m making time for the people I love and allowing myself to be surrounded with the people that matter and creating more memorable experiences with them. 

You are influenced by the people closest to you so make time for the people that make you shine. Your vibe attracts your tribe!

Originally, when I started reading into this subject matter I came across an array of elements contributing to wellness including but not limited to; physical, mental, intellectual etc. Thinking of these different elements of wellness I started to panic a little, I’m well known for looking after myself physically and more recently mentally but I can just about handle that never mind the other aspects.

Who doesn’t want less stress?

I come from a family where anxiety and depression are no strangers and although I’ve never personally suffered with depression my previous anxiety attacks are enough for me to want to do everything possible to keep that darkness at bay.

I remember being given a prescription for anxiety medication and I just sat in my car and cried. I didn’t want to be on medication and to this day medication is always my last resort (I’ve never actually taken medication for anxiety).

I know not everyone can do this and I know plenty of people that swear by their medication, but for me I just didn’t want that. I’m a firm believe of fix the issue don’t hide the symptoms.

This to me is where wellness and wellbeing comes into play; physically, mentally, intellectually – which ever way you want to look at it. Breaking the bigger picture down and focussing on one aspect at a time then build it up.

Okay, I may have rambled on a little here about what wellness means to me and why I think it’s so important because we all have stressful lives and get stressed about how stressed we are which stresses us out and then we speak to other stressed people which raises our stress levels higher, blah, blah, blah you get the idea.

When it comes to stress I have two main coping mechanisms that I’d like to share:

  1. Stop. Breath. Think. Stop what you’re doing, take a deep breath get oxygen into your bod, flowing to your brain and think. Breathing is literally the most important thing you do on a daily basis. Yoga has helped me so much with this.
  2. You’re not saving lives so what is the worst that’s going to happen. Okay if you’re reading this and your job actually does involve saving peoples, this may not be the best advice for you. However, some days at work when the emails come flooding in and everyone is running around like headless chickens it’s easy to lose focus on what’s truly important. No body has died, there’s your first positive now keep building on positivity and make positive actions to resolve your situation.

My final piece of advice… go get some fresh air, honestly you’ll be amazed at how much difference fresh air makes – and I work in a city.

I hope you enjoyed this post, and please remember that everything mentioned above are my own opinions and I’d love to hear yours.

Comment below or on my latest Instagram post with what wellness & wellbeing means to you and what you’re doing to incorporate this into your life more.

 

Love

Tee

x

Importance of coffee

Hey guys, this week I want to share with you one of the most important  things in my life, and why I’m obsessed with it and I’d put money on the fact you are also well. Coffee!

I didn’t even like coffee a few years back, Sara (my cousin, best friend and unofficial theorist) Strongly recommend I got myself an iced latter when I hit a major wall at work after a day trip to Copenhagen. Prior to my caffeine addiction I had always loved coffee shops, the fast paced lives of coffee to go meeting the slow it right down and enjoy with a slice of cake. The atmosphere, the experience had always appealed to me. They had everything a everything girl could ask for.

Earlier this week Sara and I were discussing coffee and her opinion that it’s all about the taste, whereas I consider so many more benefits to what I’m consuming. Yes I may be addicted but I’m very conscious about what I’m consuming and what the effects are to my body- good and bad.


Coffee for two

Doing everything… In time

Most people I know listen to me talk about my schedule and say, ‘wow you’re so busy!’ Or, ‘you may be one of the busiest people I know.’ But, you know I’m an everything girl right? I love keeping myself occupied and this is something I am unapologetic about. However, I do listen to people’s concerns of ‘you don’t stop.’

What many people don’t know, is how ill I got at the age of 16 when I ran myself into the ground. I was going to college in the day, studying in my breaks, working night shifts and full day shifts on a weekend, while still going out in every other waking moment.

I was 16 and I thought I could do it all, who needed sleep anyway? One afternoon sat in class, I felt a chill and the one side of my face literally felt like it had been numbed, it was a weird sensation that crept over my face very slowly. I remember poking my face and not being able to feel it, panicking and thinking what’s going on? I opened my mouth to talk and felt that my face wasn’t moving correctly. I headed straight home, avoiding my reflection all the way, knowing something about my face wasn’t right. I got home and looked in the mirror, okay I look normal… I opened my mouth like I was trying to yawn and there it was. Half my face was paralysed, it essentially looked like the scream mask.

I was FREAKING OUT! My mom laughed and when  I called my dad in hysterics, he bluntly told me ‘you have Bell’s palsy, you need to see a GP first thing tomorrow.’

‘But I have work tomorrow morning.’

‘You can’t work.’

I started to panic again, I didn’t love going to work, but I couldn’t not turn up to a shift, I’d worked shifts low staffed and it’s horrible. I didn’t want to put people through that.

When I woke in the morning, my face was stiff and numb, like when you come out of the dentists after a couple of hours trying to have your teeth removed. Also, my eye had started to drop in fact the left side of my face had dropped even the side of my mouth.

The GP confirmed my dad’s theory, Bell’s palsy. He explained this was trigged by a viral infection and most likely not allowing my body to recover correctly, it occurs when the seventh cranial nerve becomes swollen or compressed, the result facial paralysis action. The recovery… 9 months on average.

Back then medication was rarely prescribed and I refused steroids. I was going to get back to me and on my own terms. I needed to prioritise my schedule and recovery had to be up there.

It has taken many years of practise and building habits to break them to start to find something that works well for me, so click below and what it is I do to help myself keep running at light-speed and a few tricks I use to help prevent my skin giving away how tired I really am.

Doing everything

Self Care 101

Hey again… as you know I’m an everything girl. To me this means having balance in my life, and that includes looking after myself as much as I look out for other people.

We all know the importance of self care, but do we actual practice it?

Some of you (the one’s of you that have mastered the art of adulting) may have said ‘Yes of course! I always take time out for me.’ Some of you may have simply laughed. There are so many different elements to self care that it maybe that if you are only doing one or two things and self sabotaging in other areas like food for instance.

Personally I have been a advocate for self care since my teenage years when realiTee hit and I realized that I cannot handle stress or as my dad likes to say ‘burning the candle at both ends’

I resented this statement throughout university, as you know I’m a woman that wants it all and I’m willing to work hard for it, if my body can keep up. As I watched friends go off and party all night pull all nighters to get coursework submitted and one friend juggle being a single mom I came to believe that this lifestyle was a right of passage and didn’t I wanted to go through as effortless as everyone else appeared to.

Of course working night shifts at a full time job didn’t really fit in with this, neither did the fact that I actually attended my lectures. What it took me a while to learn is that what works for some people doesn’t work for others. Let go of the FOMO and embrace your own wellbeing. Self care is not selfish, but practicing self-care can help provide you with the resources you need to be more compassionate to others. Compassion is like charity, it starts at home and you can’t give what you don’t have.

Self care

#10yearchallenge

Hi again, like mine, your social media feeds have probably been filled with the tag line #10yearchallenge and a cute picture of said person back in 2009.
With a new trending hash-tag in mind I dug through my old photo’s and was unsure whether to laugh or cry at the 18-year-old me who (although incredibly good at faking it) didn’t have a clue.
So, here’s all the advice 20-something-year-old me would provide 18-year-old me with, given the chance to sit down and talk to her.

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