I'd spent about 30 minutes with the dietician when I had the light bulb moment. It suddenly all made sense. I was feeding my face but not my body with what I was eating.
She said to ask myself before I ate anything "would a caveman eat this" and if the answer was "no" then I wasn't to eat it. Obviously a caveman wouldn't be able to eat an organic strawberry flavour yoghurt but you get my drift. No more box meals. No more fizzy drinks. Nothing touches my mouth if I don't recognise any name on the ingredient list.
Well, that's the idea anyway.
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