I don’t believe in diets. I don’t believe in the idea of ‘cheat days,’ or anything else that makes me feel like I’m living on the fringes of food.
I do believe in chocolate (all the time, especially when on my period), wine, Yoga and pilates, and long walks. You see, when my cramps are getting at me, and I scarcely want to get out of bed to do anything (like clean, organize my space, or anything really), the only things that get me out of bed and on the move are yoga, pilates, and chocolate. Glorious chocolate….
I did some yoga sun salutations and my favourite pilates sequence:
I took a bath:
And I had some chocolate:
This stuff was made for a painful period. It beckoned me like a siren call to my local Shoppers Drug Mart. So I didn’t waste any time. I threw on my soft ‘I’m in pain’ pants, several sweater layers, my black wool cap, pink wool lumberjack hat, wool gloves, boots, my weekend utilitarian parka, and I walked threw that snow and wind to my chocolate. Yes I did.
Was it worth it? Hell yes! The proof is in the bite: