I’m trying to eat as well as I can, but sometimes I can’t find a good reason. My body is telling me it needs crisps and chocolate, or at least I think it is. At the moment, I have some energy, but I wouldn’t try to exercise. And big meals aren’t recharging me. I need junk – the best quality junk food I can get – food to snack on. Perhaps I should just ignore the feeling and push through it by distracting myself. But how can I do that? Let me think: I could write about it! Now that I am, should I give my body what I think it’s asking for, or will it thank me tomorrow morning for letting the feeling pass? Right now I’m not sure. I still have a headache from this morning and it’s almost 2000hrs now. I have an amazing ability to wake up with a hangover when I haven’t drunk any alcohol. All I can think is that I just drank to much of anything the day before.

Nine out of ten adults have at least one poor health habit that will affect their lives according to the BBC website. It was something like that anyway, covering smoking drinking, drugs, and that kind of thing. I don’t do any of that! If I needed to admit something, I’d probably not getting my five portions of fruit and veg every day, but you wouldn’t notice. Maybe I need to find a super food, or as the experts call that kind of thing, food. It’s more than likely that I just don’t feel great right now and I’m fighting off a bug. But what if that magic food is out there, somewhere? I want it, I want full of energy and amazing all the time!

I have a feeling that my body knows best. It stops me doing stupid things it can’t do. It slows down and makes me stop. This is annoying in a world where everyone seems to be always on and winning. Being ill is for whimps, and people who lie down on the couch and blog about it. In my world, that’s pretty amazing. When the days grow longer, I’ll be in cafes knocking out a couple of thousand words with ease. Admittedly, those words may be exclusively about sitting in a café, but I don’t mind. It’s not as if anyone reads this.