Our family are a pretty healthy bunch – I think. We’re all fit – some obscenely so (you know who you are …) – and we eat what I think is a healthy balanced diet with enough treats to keep us all smiling. But when I’m being bombarded with a consistent message from the media – a message which questions at its very heart whether I am feeding my family in the right way – I do wobble a little and need to react ….
Over the summer, everything I read and everything I saw on UK television was about the evils of sugar. There was much discussion about its addictive qualities, how it is a completely unnecessary part in our diet and how it is the major cause of obesity. I didn’t think we ate that much sugar and none of us are overweight, but I’m a great believer in creating good habits and I wondered if this was an aspect of our family diet that needed a tweak or two.
So, I researched and I learned that 8 weeks of abstinence was all that was needed to re-calibrate, to quit the addiction, to set a new base line and to begin a new chapter of life with a balanced attitude to sugar.
I love a challenge – except for the type that might require me to jump from an airplane; swim through shark infested waters; spend an hour in a room full of cats (or even just one cat); ski down a black run in a blizzard (or even ski down a black run on a beautiful, sunny day) … On reflection, perhaps I only love less adrenalin fuelled challenges. So the idea of a challenge involving food that we could do as a family ticked all the boxes for me. We’ll call it an extreme food challenge. There – I feel a bit more dare devil now….