And it’s not because time has gone quickly, although it has, it’s because it’s easy to forget that I’m on it at all.

At the start of this challenge I envisioned 12 months of restriction and having to say no to all my favourite things.

And as I began to settle into the rhythm of the earth diet it did in fact feel that way.

Yet days, weeks, months rolled by,

and I found myself not just surviving the Earth Diet but living it.

Throwing out my guilt eating with the spring cleaning I discovered something that resembled pride in the food I was making for myself.

Could this be true? Can a woman truly love what she’s eating and not feel guilty? Not be making quiet mental calculations in her head of the calories she’s just consumed?

I still wanted to say No and yet my body was screaming Yes.

For the first time in my life I was truly experiencing my food.

From the process of sourcing fresh good produce to going home and experimenting with wild and wonderful recipes and then the final sweet blow, actually enjoying the meals I was creating.

And that’s what the earth diet has been for me.

At times a bumpy ride of ups and downs. Moments of complete euphoria as I lunge into another creation and times of complete despair as I long for an old friend in a familiar bag of crisps.

So its funny to sit here now and realise after all those incredible highs and devastating lows that I have reached a point where the earth diet is so natural to me that I can easily forget I’m on it at all.

To me that’s the simple and yet great beauty of the earth diet, that’s its not a diet at all. People spend life times going on and off different diets to change their bodies.

For me the greatest shift was the change it had on my mind and soul and the harmony that I now have with my body.