Foods On Friday

Diabetes Blog Week 2015 (Thanks Karen!) introduced us to 'Foods on Friday' - My favourite topic during the week. In fact I was looking forward to it all week (and yes, just may be I had been prepping my post since the week before in anticipation. Just maybe)

I'm really quite fascinated by food (and I don't think it's just a diabetes thing), and since this topic also fitted quite nicely with the food journey I have been on this year, I thought I would continue the spirit of Diabetes Blog week past and post the occasional 'Foods on Friday' post - please join in if you like!

Today I'm showing what I ate yesterday. There's a few reasons for this. One being that by the time 4pm rolled around I was ready for bed. And I wasn't happy about that as I had to skip my normal 5pm workout and take a nap with the cat. Please cue the violins.... I'm not even thirty yet and there I was napping with my cat in the afternoon.... on a week day! 

So two, I'm looking for some opinions, guidance, tips... thoughts on where you think I'm stumbling and causing low energy levels... here goes...

Coming to Low Carb, High Fat

My journey into a low-very low carb diet, while hard at first (and I'm not there yet!), is not really all that surprising when I sit down and reflect on a question that oh-so-many people are asking me right now - WHY??????

I basically grew up on what is now very commonly known as a Mediterranean diet. We didn't eat this way because it was fadish or popular at the time, but because my mother had an intense love affair with all that was the Italian and more widely, Mediterranean culture. Her music, food, clothing and even sleeping patterns (I'm talking afternoon naps, late nights and a good red wine...though maybe that's just the life of a Type 1 parent) all lived, breathed and emulated the essence of Italy. I wouldn't be surprised if she even dreamt in Italian. I should point out here that we are not Italian.  I don't even have a distant relative that is Italian (that I know of). And until I was 17, I'd never even been to Italy. Mum's travel plans always involved Italy, and she even had me taking Italian language classes at Uni.