No More Fasting, Breaky Ploise

I’ve never been a breakfast eater, for the first 30 years of my life I’ve essentially, unconsciously, been intermittent fasting; not eating until at least 1pm each day. I didn’t realise I was fasting, but I was. Food and I weren't friends in the morning, I needed to be awake for a while before my stomach was ready. Not good for a woman in her reproductive years, more to come on this in another post.

In trying to balance my hormones, regain my energy, focus and boost my mood, breakfast now needs to be a part of my life. You could say as I've changed my habits, our friendship (food and I in the