. the girl .

 

In A Nutshell…

. Amanda .

. 26 . Polish-Canadian .

. quirky . passionate . shy . big kid at heart .

. sunrise watching . oatmeal loving . coffee addict .

. runner . writer . cook . dreamer .

A Little More Personal…

Hi there!

Let me just start by welcoming you to my little corner of the web 🙂 I’m really glad that you stopped by, and I hope you decide to stay for a while. And now, without further ado…

My name is Amanda.

And I… like broccoli apparently (I do). Although I usually act like I’m about 12, I’m actually a 26 year-old, college graduate (BA in psychology/philosophy), with a passion for healthy living and good food.

Me and food go way back, but our relationship has been far from perfect.

It started out well, as it usually does. My mom introduced me to wholesome food when I was just a wee little thing and my relationship with food began with home-cooked meals and healthy treats. I was faithful, for the most part, but for years I secretly lusted after the colorful and chemical-laden “foods” that I saw others eating; the fact that they were forbidden only made them even more appealing.

It should come as no surprise, then, that I dove into that forbidden world the first chance I got.

As I moved away from my loving mother’s watchful gaze, I broke off the solid relationship I had with real food, and Mac & Cheese and McDonald’s became the new loves of my life. Oh, and candy; lots and lots of candy. This rebellious affair lasted for the majority of my teenage years (hey, we’re all allowed to be young and stupid), and although it wasn’t exactly a healthy relationship, it wasn’t altogether bad either. Being blessed with a speedy metabolism and leading an active lifestyle meant I never had to deal with any negative consequences of my choices… at least none that I could physically see, anyways. But eventually, the novelty wore off, and I got older and wiser. Sort of…

For reasons I still can’t quite figure out, I began developing more of an interest in my health.

This led me to spend less time with junk food, and more time with real food (who, thankfully, took me back despite my unfaithfulness). All was good in the world again! Me and real food were reunited and everything was great. That is, until I started spending less time with real food as well… Eventually, I broke it off with all food in general, and led the single life for several years. Sure, I would have the occasional fling with food, but it was always meaningless and never enjoyed. To fill the empty void that arose as a result, I turned to exercise for comfort – craving more and more of it as time went on. That relationship became abusive, and left me broken and battered. Dark times, indeed.

But enough about that… those days are long gone.

After spending several years battling an eating disorder that very nearly cost me my life, I’ve finally reached a place where I can say that I’m healthy in both mind and body, and I really hope to show others that it’s possible to overcome something that at times may feel impossible, and come out a stronger and happier person; one that has a healthy relationship with food, exercise, and their body ❤

If you’re interested in reading about how I overcame some of my struggles to get to where I am today, you can check out my old blog.

Thanks for stopping by!