The Structure I Needed: From Mindful Eating to Meal Prep Planning

This blog is not intended to teach a particular nutrition pattern but to share what worked for me.

I am in my mid-40s. The last time I attempted to get in shape, I focused on cardio and eating right but made mistakes with my protein intake. I ended up losing weight but did not appear healthy.

I am 46 years old, and with winter came hibernation and a lack of interest in physical activities due to the cold. I enjoy being physically active outdoors, but with chronic sinus issues, I get headaches even when bundled up in the cold and going for walks. I felt disconnected from my strength training and cardio as well, despite having a gym in our condo.

The last few months, however, I have sincerely been making attempts to slowly get back to eating healthy and doing more physical activities. What I have noticed is that despite being more physically active and eating consciously, I was not losing weight. Even a little indulgence showed up on my weight scale.

So, I have been focusing on more protein-rich foods and healthy foods for my age and perimenopause. Through my research on health and nutrition websites, I learned that women over 45 need increased protein intake to maintain muscle mass and that perimenopause can affect metabolism and weight distribution.

During this time, I also committed to strength training 3-4 times a week and cardio through brisk walks or other activities. From my research, I learned that adequate protein intake becomes even more crucial when doing strength training, especially for women over 45. Protein helps preserve muscle mass during weight loss and supports recovery after workouts.

Through this journey, I remind myself of the need to feel healthy and be physically active for my body and mind, and that it is not about achieving a certain size. Honestly, the need to physically lose weight to fit better in clothes is there, but I consciously choose to be gentler with myself and my body, to prioritize what is right for my body rather than how I perceive my body should be. I try my best to listen to my body and skip workouts on days when I truly feel the need to rest or am not feeling good. Some days, even when I feel lazy, I try to put on my shoes and take my dog out. After just a 5-minute walk, I feel the enthusiasm and energy to finish my walk. My reward is my dog’s happiness too. It is a balance between laziness and maybe the true rest our body requires.

I plan on sharing my diet journey and the kinds of food I consume. I am a vegetarian and can eat eggs, so my diet focuses on that. As I do not personally like mushrooms, I have avoided them.

What really pushed me toward meal planning was my tendency to reach out for desserts and fried snacks when I felt like treating myself, or grabbing high-calorie convenience foods when hunger hit unexpectedly. These occasional indulgences were setting me back despite all my conscious healthy eating efforts.

So, I ensured I did proper meal planning on the weekend for the week and planned what foods I would have each day. I planned and packed my snacks too, so I wouldn’t have to wonder what I would eat during pangs of hunger. This helped me a great deal to curtail my urge to eat unhealthy processed foods. Once my meal planning was done for the week, I felt such relief knowing that part of my life was taken care of. Each day, I could focus on cooking for the rest of my family without consistently worrying about what I would eat or whether I was making the right choices for myself.

As I have mentioned in the disclaimer, this is just what worked for me. This may give you an idea of how you can meal plan for yourself.

Please know that we are not alone and we have many others who struggle like us. It is best to not be too hard on us and take this one step at a time. I feel even doing the meal plan and going through each day is a reward and the best thing we can do for our body.

Some of the foods we prepare can be frozen after they’re freshly made and cooled, so we can just heat them up when needed. From what I’ve read, freezing helps maintain nutritional value better than keeping cooked food in the refrigerator for a full week.

Through the end of the first week, I lost 3 pounds of weight – which I had struggled to lose with just physical activity and conscious eating. Meal prep truly helped me eliminate my urges.

If you are someone like me, this will help. This is tailored for 45+ women who may be entering their perimenopause phase.

I hope to improve upon my blog structure for meal planning and share more meal prep ideas. Please share your suggestions, thoughts, and whether this worked for you. If there are any helpful ideas, please share them in the comments. It would benefit me and others who are on their healthy body journey.

The Mist Between Worlds

Jasmine

As the laptop screen dims on another workday, Annie feels the familiar call of her evening ritual – that sacred pause between who she needs to be and who she truly is. The shower beckons, promising its daily transformation. She has learnt to trust these shower routines as her daily alchemy, transforming work-worn moments into peace.

Disconnecting from outside chaos, she steps into her bathroom leaving her phone behind. Her bare feet touching the bathroom floor, she is aware of each step. She looks at herself in the mirror, loosens her neck, and takes a deep breath. She brings herself to the moment before turning the shower on.

Steam begins to rise, creating a dreamy veil in the bathroom. A lavender candle flickers in the corner, its gentle aroma mixing with the rising mist. She steps into the shower, letting hot water stream over her like a waterfall of mercy, each drop washing away the digital echoes of the day. The bathroom slowly fills with fog, creating her own peaceful sanctuary.

A variety of soaps wait for her to be picked up, each fragrance in her collection speaks to her differently – lavender whispers calm like a twilight, rose calls for a walk in a lovely garden, jasmine carries echoes of childhood summers when fresh blooms adorned her hair, and citrus sings morning freshness. She holds each bar as if reading a story through her palms, letting the day’s need guide her choice.

Today her hands reach for the rose soap, which melts between her warming palms like a flower opening to morning sun. Each bubble carries memories of garden walks, each fragrant swirl a gentle reminder of beauty in simplicity. She watches the lather trace patterns on her skin, letting the water’s rhythm wash away the digital static of her day.

After the cascading waters release their healing, she envelops her body in a cotton cloud towel, this simple act as a continuation of her evening grace. She walks slowly towards the mirror and meets her reflection with a smile. She opens the drawer and gets a few oils out and carefully places them. She mixes the Vitamin E infused coconut oil with a few drops of lavender oil and rubs them against her palms until warm and gently applies them on her skin passionately feeling every bump. She listens to her skin, her body and what her body tells her. She massages her stomach, legs, hands with oil. Next, she gets her favorite Shea oil and rubs along with a few drops of lavender oil in her palms until warm, and applies on her neck and face in a slow mindful upward circular motion.

Each mindful touch – from trimming nails to brushing teeth – becomes another note in the symphony of self-care. She then gently massages castor oil into her eyebrows and eyelashes.

She pauses and takes a moment to smell the oil from her palms, gazing at herself with gratitude for her body, acknowledging the beauty she is, as she is a child of the Creator Himself.

She wears her sleepwear that her body can breathe in, combs her hair parting sideways, applies her favorite rose scented cologne behind her ears.

Facing the mirror one last time, she sees beyond the reflection to the journey of her evening ritual. The day’s tensions have dissolved like soap bubbles, transformed into something lighter, clearer.

As she winds up in bed to self-reflect with her chamomile tea, she feels restored to herself – not just clean, but renewed. Her gratitude flows as naturally as the evening’s ritual, each word a testament to this daily practice of coming home to herself.