GRAB THE BULLET

Where do I start? Here I guess. Firstly I'm in no way affiliated with Nutribullet or anyone else for that matter. Even though I would happily affiliate myself with Chris Hemsworth (insert appropriate dream sequence). Anyway *cough cough* let me get back to my Nutribullet my other love!

I got on the smoothie making bandwagon a while back and loved it, my health improved, my weight went down and everything was peachy. Mother decided that she wanted to get on the bandwagon too! I recall casually waving my hand and saying 'don't worry I'll get you one'. Fast forward a few months; promised blender not purchased and I had stopped using mine.

Why, you ask when it was doing such greatness. I've watched enough horror films to know that if one continually inserts their hand into a blender in an attempt to dislodge some crushed flaxseed pulp that it will eventually end badly. No amount of water used or attempts to blend washing liquid and water will flush the little buggers out! My blender started smelling like what could only be described as post gym, old trainer, shoe sweaty, foot smelliness and was the nail in my juice blitzing life. So my wonderful habit of smoothie making came to a slow and sad end. PS: Putting washing up liquid and switching the blender on wasn't my smartest move and is only surpassed by when I tried the same thing with the dishwasher! 

Fast forward a few months when mother politely reminded me of my promise and the fact that Christmas, New Years, her birthday and every other holiday had passed since I made my kind gesture. Guilt consumed and the fact that a mother complaining is painful to any child's ears I jumped into action. She happened to mention some bullet type thing she had seen on some infomercial. *Eye rolling ensued*, however, I knew I had taken the mickey and decided to order this bullet thing in the hope that she wasn't going to use it as some sort of weapon against me. Up until this point I didn't know what it was, what it was called or nor did I care. 

I then started doing some research and treating it with the unconcerned interest you have in that ex you never actually liked or the shoes that you've brought in 5 different colours and now cannot stand the sight of! Anyways, I placed my order and within a few days received an interesting looking box. Now being the lovely daughter I am and to make up for the fact that I had promised her some form of blender I decided to give it to her on Valentines day. I was very clever about this and pretended just to get her a mini heart shaped cookie which she thought was nice (apply brownie points here. Thank you please).

So on Valentines day I told her that I couldn't be bothered to visit and that her cookie was likely to be dry and stale now as I had got it especially baked for her from Millie's cookies. I told her that I'll just eat it and buy her another. Yes I know I was being an evil daughter. I'm just so shite at keeping secrets that I had to go out of my way to land the surprise on her. So whilst she was at work I snuck into her house. Oh Ok it wasn't all James Bond like! I used my spare set of keys and planted the Nutribullet in her kitchen along with a bunch of flowers, a bottle of wine and her little cookie. A card was too much so I stuck a heart shaped post-it note saying 'here's your card xXx'. 

Enlarge the photo to see all the parts you receive with your Nutribullet.

So we get to the point where mother has had her Nutribullet for about a month and keeps raving about how great it is. By now the Nutribullet and I were on first name terms! My interest was now pipped a bit like when you like a guy but you don't quite know who or what he is about. She told me on almost a daily basis on how great it was and how easy it was to clean. Everyday I would be told some sort of new concoction and how great all the health benefits were. My mother goes into way too much detail about everything so we'll just stick to the fact that it made her feel fantastic inside and out. I know ok then.....next paragraph! 

So one night I fell asleep on the couch (...yet again). I haven't learnt that getting comfy with my duvet will never have a different outcome. Anyhow, after trying to unfold myself from the origami that was my duvet and not succeeding and seeing that the remote had either been eaten in my sleep or was now hiding I just gave in and started watching those infamous infomercials. The ones were you realise you've woken up far too early or that your in fact going to bed too late. Guess what came on.....? Long story short it was a Nutribullet advert. That was it I was sold and ordered another for myself!  

My Nutribullet (we are best buddies now) arrived about a week later. I'm guilty of the following crime...between the time of ordering and it arriving I justified eating every piece of crap under the sun as I was planning getting healthy. Such a cop out and prime example of self delusion. Getting healthier really isn't something to be taken so lightly or scheduled in at a later date. Trust me start and start now. A small change makes all the difference!

So my baby arrived and I swear as the sun is hot and the sky is blue.....(well sometimes in England) it has been a game changer. A few weeks back I blogged about how the fatness of my body and smallness of trousers caused the most unfortunate experience. Said trouser after 2 weeks are already more forgiving and accommodating of my posterior and thighage (sometimes made up words express what you mean better than anything your'll find in a dictionary).

I average out on around a smoothie a day, however, lately I've been increasing these to two cups. Obviously, I need to workout and look at a whole lifestyle overhaul to get the balance I once had back. However, what I'm trying to achieve at the moment is overcoming my sugar habit. An open packet is a finished packet of anything and it's just not something I want to continue with as the long-term health consequences far outweigh the temporary joy of consuming a birthday party amount of sweeties, cakes and treats in one go.

I didn't jump on the blog and start singing the praises of the Nutribullet immediately as I wanted to ensure that I gave it a good amount of time before forming an opinion on it. I've paid for two out of my own pocket and will never be without one it's that good. I've lost weight, I have more energy, my skins looking peachy and my five a day fruit and veg is more like 15 now that I can just whizz it all up and go. Your also getting all the fibre, minerals, vitamins and goodness that can be lost in the juicing process. Fresh shop made smoothies are overly expensive and pre-made ones in shops to me have lost most of the goodness and are overloaded with sugars. I would even go as far as to say invest in one for home and  another for work and travel with your fruit pieces so you can make a quick pick me up and filling juice knowing exactly what your putting into your body and saving money in the long run. 

I wanted to put up all the pictures of the wonderful juices I've made, however, they are not the most photogenic of colours and I don't want to put you off before you've started. The recipes and ingredients that you can use and combine are just endless! I cant sing enough about the this piece of genius that takes up next to no counter space and can be cleaned in less than a minute. I also cannot recommend this product highly enough. They* say beauty is what's on the inside well on this occasion my health is too!

Please try it for yourself as the proof is in the results. Visit NutribulletUK for the official UK retailer (also available at many retail outlets/online) for further information, pricing and wonderful recipes and tips. The Nutribullet can also be purchased at a number or retailers worldwide and its worth looking around for some of the great deals that are offered from time to time.

Do let me know if you already own one or are thinking of getting one and let me know how you get on.

*I don't know who 'They' are, however, I make them 100% right!