The Honest Truth About My Terrible Relationship

This right here is an empty 500mL Tub of Gelato Messina ice cream I just consumed in front of my laptop while working away.

It would have to be my favourite type of ice cream ever.

Each week they have 3 different specials, I must try every special by the end of the week.

It's like a weekly goal of mine #coolstorybro

Aaaaaanyway, I digress.

Let me tell you why I eat ice cream every single night before bed.

When I was in a boy band, the record label told me I was "too big".

I lost 10kg in less than a month by eating one meal a day and training every single day.

When I was going for NZ CLEO Bachelor Of The Year in 2014 I wanted to be shredded.

I dieted on 1500 cals, no carbs. I wouldn't even eat corn, carrots or fruit. I also trained every single day and finished the night with a 5km run with a rubbish bag on (to make me sweat) and a hoodie over top.

I once went to my girlfriends (now ex) house for dinner and her mum made soup.

I sat there picking out the corn in front of her and turned down dessert for a Green Tea.

WHAT A DICK LOL!!!

If I was her, I would've slapped me silly.

Moving on.

When I was a PT in Auckland I wanted to build muscle and be lean at the same time.

This resulted in being so strict throughout the week, weighing my food, boiling my eggs and all that hoorah to binging on Dominos Pizza, McDonalds and blocks of chocolate in the weekend.

As a TV presenter in Auckland I wanted to drop my body fat to get really lean.

So I went through every Intermittent Fasting protocol in the book

When I was living in the Gold Coast I wanted to maintain a lean figure.

I tried Keto. Living off protein powder, meat, nuts, cheese and a few salad leaves.

I hate keto... for me. Did absolutely nothing for me.

It's safe to say that throughout my entire adolescent life, I never had a goo relationship with food.

I NEVER ATE WHAT I WANTED.

IF I DID...

I WOULD PUNISH MYSELF WITH A COMBO OF EXTRA EXERCISE AND STARVING MYSELF.

Seriously, I was so messed up.

I would do push ups until my arms felt like falling off if I had a cheesecake.

I would plank until my abs hurt so much it hurt to laugh if I had a bubble tea.

I had no idea what I was doing and deprived my life of what now makes me very, very happy.

Every night I save some calories and eat ice cream.

To prove to myself...

I'm in control of my diet.

I can eat whatever I want and feel good about myself.

I don't need to punish myself.

I don't need to do extra exercise.

I don't need to starve myself.

I don't even need to feel guilty.

I am in control of my eating and eat the foods I love within the calorie and macronutrient needs for my goal.

I am happy.

If you want to feel the same happiness before you sleep every night.

Let me coach you from deprivation and restriction to a sustainable, long term diet.

It feels so good.

And also tastes really good ;)

It could taste like ice cream, like mine.

Or it could taste like bread, pasta, doughnuts, croissants, burgers, pizza.

What ever makes you tick!