5 Great ways to form better habits

Bonjour, Hello and Guten Tag! 

Ok, heeere we go. The second post. Like the highly anticipated second album of any self-respecting artist, it may diverge a bit from the previous release. In style, in quality but most importantly in perspective. It may disappoint some fans but then it will win new ones too… the band hopes…  

The pressure is on, to follow Becca’s eloquent first article, to continue the narrative and not to let my odd German grammar ruin your beautiful English language (she does have an English language degree I might add whereas I’m working with an old A-level. So be gentle with me). 

Aaah, February! Sometimes it’s the waiting room equivalent of the year. The month that lies between the ‘up and go’ motivation of January and the “well, I guess it’s just another year” resignation of March. Later in spring we will all start thinking about summer. Some of us will be dug in deep with work, the usual life-admin or that project that 2020 held in store. Things may continue down the same old trodden paths after that; sitting in traffic jams during May holiday weekends, getting sunburned in June, too much grilled meat in July, forgetting all your new year’s diet resolutions throughout August and September, lamenting the end of summer during October and finally, in November, stocking up on chocolate and dessert wine for Christmas (just in case it all sold out by December)… we wouldn’t want to be healthy over Christmas after all!  

But what happened there? January came with so much promise. The promise of less alcohol maybe? The promise of less belly fat? The promise to keep up with friends better? The promise to “get your life together”? Where did it all go wrong again? Or did it go wrong? Did it just go the same? We fall so easily back into the same habits, the same patterns.  

February is often the make or break point for our new habits. It’s the month which reveals your level of commitment to your January aspirations. It’s a well-known fact that gym membership numbers increase drastically in January and gym attendance drops steeply again in February, followed shortly by membership cancellations by the end of the month and into March. Every year. 

So, what’s going on there? Simply put, the majority of people find it difficult to break bad habits and form new, better ones. If that rings true to you, if you also find yourself struggling with a change in lifestyle you have been trying to achieve, you are not alone. Making new habits and breaking the old ones is a struggle. It’s the main reason why diabetes, heart disease and cancer are the biggest killers in western society. We have all the information, all the medical technology, we can’t say we weren’t warned of the risks. Yet, the French still smoke like they’re in an old Serge Gainsbourg movie, the Brits drink pints like hepatitis is just a Greek myth, the Germans eat processed meat like they are trying to punish themselves for starting two world wars and the Americans eat sugar like …well, like they’re Americans. I’m stereotyping of course, but you get the point. 

When we moved to France last year, uprooting our life quite drastically and making changes to almost every aspect of our daily routines, we definitely broke some old patterns and had the opportunity for a fresh start. But when it comes to healthy lifestyle habits, we quickly fell back into familiar, comfortable ways. France is wine country, undeniably.  France is also bread country, undeniably.  One of my favourite new things to do is buying a fresh warm, wonderful baguette in the morning. First as a novelty and treat, like on any holiday to France. Later, on my way back from checking the early morning surf and finally almost every day after taking our daughter to school. The bread is amazing!  

The salted French butter that is now a staple of our fridge is equally amazing and together they can quickly become breakfast, eleven-sies, lunch, dinner or even a late-night snack. But wait, didn’t I deprive myself of bread last summer in pursuit of that elusive six pack? Didn’t I suffer through endless chicken breast and salad meals to achieve that abdominal holy grail of male body idealism? Well, it was obliterated by my new French baguette habit. 

And by the way, didn’t I also want to cut down on alcohol? I was doing so well from May to August. What happened to that? Ah yes, affordable, quality red wine on every street corner happened. 

Another old habit started to creep back in at the beginning of December: procrastination! “I’ll do that after Christmas”, “I’ll get onto that in January”.  Certain points in the calendar can lead us easily back into comfortable corners of our mind, because of yearly rituals which trigger something biological in us. They trigger a highly replicated pathway in the brain. 

The more we repeat an action or thought, the more we use a specific neurological pathway. When the brain uses the same path over and over, the neurological connections in that pathway become highly efficient.  The more efficient the pathway is, the more likely the brain will default to using it. If your brain has a choice between taking a highway or bumbling down a country road, it will take the highway, every time. This process is known as hard wiring. The more a behaviour is hard wired, the stronger is the habit, or inclination to do something by default rather than conscious decision. 

The driving force behind most of our habits is the perceived reward they bring. If we do something that results in a release of endorphins, then (yahtzee!) we feel good. We are, in the majority, on a mission to feel good. Lots of great things happen in our bodies when we feel good, so it’s no surprise that we easily form habits around getting a big helping of endorphins.  

The tricky part, is that what causes a spontaneous release in endorphins is not necessarily good for us long-term. Enter sugar, caffeine, TV, alcohol, other recreational drugs, gambling, shopping and fishing. Just kidding. Fishing is fine, as long as you’re not the fish. So now we’re stuck between the biological drive to get a hit of endorphins, and the conscious knowledge of what behaviours are sustainable, healthy habits. (To hear Mark Adams dive into this further, click here.)

But wait, there’s hope.

You can create a “healthy addiction” if you find something positive that gives you a big endorphin release. You can also repeat a healthy habit that despite not giving an instant endorphin release, in time delivers the coveted good feeling in a way that satisfies the brain. 

 I’m highly addicted to surfing, which has at times given me such endorphin boosts that I’ve put up with all sorts of discomfort in pursuit of the next set of waves. I’ve known painfully frozen appendages while standing on a snowy beach in Scarborough. I’ve suffered recurrent, unrecommended sunburns after endless sessions during a Cornish summer. I’ve peeled myself out of bed, pre-dawn, in order to drive hours of boring motorway miles. And every surfer knows the physical and mental battle of putting on a damp wetsuit on a cold morning to catch the tide at the perfect moment. 

Many people are positively addicted to running. One of my least favourite forms of physical exercise! They can discuss the technicalities and nuances of running which elude me entirely. Others, cannot get off their road bikes until the Sunday sun has vanished behind the fields, while their wives lament the constant wearing of lycra tights around the house.

A healthy addiction can be the result of stumbling across an activity that ignites passion, whereas building a healthy habit often requires a smidgen of discipline until you find yourself doing it every day, carrot and stick free (well, maybe not carrot free…). I didn’t drag myself down to the beach every day against my will so that I might enjoy the benefits of surfing. But I may have to persevere eating quinoa egg salad for breakfast regularly to break my bacon and sausage habit. 

Chiseling that neural pathway into a hardwired salad habit will take more repetition. Like Becca mentioned in the last post, January is a great time for “little nudges in the right direction”. But February is the month that favours those who have a strategy in place to change their habits. If you know your biology and how to use it for you, you can stop it working against you. Our habits are our values and beliefs put into action day after day, so they are ours to direct in a way that serves us.

So here are our 5 great tips to make that happen:

1. Know your weaknesses and avoid triggers. Make a list of every bad habit that you think you have and when or why you think they occur. Make sure to separate large ideas like ‘a bad diet’ into the individual foods that you want to reduce. Start recognizing and analyzing what the triggers are and when to be careful.

2. Have bite sized ambitions. Turning your entire diet and exercise habit upside down is unrealistic. Those kind of ambitions can lead to frustration and failure. Pick one or two of your list above and start there, start small. In practical terms 95% of a habit is the mental decision to take action. Once you’re there, adding more time, content, challenge etc is simple.

3. Add good habits instead of removing bad ones. It can be easier to commit to eating more fruit and veg, rather than cutting things out without having an alternative. Likewise, walking 10 minutes after work every day is easier to add than it is to reduce your time on the couch without having a replacement activity. The good will naturally displace the bad.

4. Know your unnecessary evils. I find it personally very difficult to cut out chocolate, but I can live without buying ice cream or chips (crisps for you UK readers). That way, I can commit to cutting out huge sources of unhealthy fats and sugars but I still retain some treats. Find your ‘unnecessary’ evil.

5. Advanced player: Commit in an irreversible way! You own a deep fryer!? That’s probably something  to get out of your house and your life. You booked a cycling holiday? Then it’s time to get fit. Commitments like this will give you real reason to change but think it through before you sell your car in favour of an electric unicycle.

BONUS! 6. Listen to Ogie Shaw. He talks the most sense about healthy habits I’ve ever heard. Particularly; if you want it to be a habit, do it every day. And, never commit to any diet that you wouldn’t consider adopting permanently. Amen to that! 

We strongly believe in creating and sharing Happy, Healthy, Human Habits-in short: H4. H4 is anything that takes us towards our healthiest, happiest self. The actions and thoughts we can repeat day by day to make the most of what we’ve got.  Look for H4 popping up in the future to mark great habits for human health!

Now we want to hear about your habits, the good, the bad and the elusive!  What habits do you want that you don’t have? 

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Happy New Year!

Dear all,
Hello from Biarritz!

I can not blame you in the least if you thought I’d fallen off the face of the earth, or become rolled up and trapped in a croissant. In fact, I just got bogged down with the move, the kids and the lack of energy left over.
But it’s January, it’s a time for new starts, creativity and taking oneself aside for a quiet word. I have wanted for months to get in touch and update all of you on how Le Grande Voyage en France is going. So here we go.

a view of the Loire at Saumur

We spent August sorting, packing, labelling, and saying good- bye to everyone and everything we have come to know in the past 6 years. Cambridge has made a profound mark on our lives and the people and places will be remembered consciously and unconsciously, because our experiences there are now a part of who we are. You can’t have two babies in a place and just forget about it!

Packing genius!

So on the 31st of August, on our 1st wedding anniversary, we packed the kids, the canoe and just enough bags for a holiday into the most economical and spacious Renault estate money can buy, and we headed for Dover. 
The rest of our belongings were in storage, and we used the trip down to Biarritz as a bizarre holiday in limbo- as if we took a break from one life before starting another. We were on holiday, but also homeless. If you ever find yourself taking such a break, I can only recommend driving down to the Loire and the Charente. Tumbling through the french country side in late summer could make anything feel just right. It certainly helped ease the the feeling of coming upon a waterfall I’d been heading to for 7 years. We were driving to our new home, and I was hoping we’d hit the bottom of the falls and manage to come up for air. 

the streets of Angoulême

On the 5th of September, at 10:30 am, we walked into the real estate agent where we had a meeting to sign the contracts for our rented house. We- or I should say Falko, found this house by sending a request into the Facebook ether and actually getting a reply. All other avenues of finding accommodation were dead ends because we were not yet employed in France. It was a window into the world  of admin and bureaucracy that we are now snuggly embedded. 

We had heard the horror stories of showing up at a property, only to find the “owner” was not the owner, the “contract” was non existant and the money was gone. We weren’t naive, (we hadn’t parted with any money yet!) we were full-blooded cynical. We expected the woman in the real estate agency to meet us with a blank expression and a shrug, pronouncing “Non, je n’ai jamais entendu parler de lui!” No, Ive never heard of him! in reference to our landlord.
Well, it turned out she had heard of him! Four hours later we were carrying our suitcases inside number 7 Allée Sandune. We had arrived in Biarritz, and more importantly we had the keys. 

The following few months passed in a haze of discovery. It was like an extended Fresher’s Week of moving in, figuring out where everything is and celebrating the novelty of it all. We had a lot to do; sorting the house out, finding work, interviews, getting Eva into school, meetings, keeping the families informed, drinking the wine.

the tapas in San Sebastian

It was and still is an endless “to do” list of making life work. With two kids demanding full time attention too, it’s been a juggling performance I have not previously attempted. Consider, I once ran a 12 person chalet by myself on nearly no sleep. But this is different. This is juggling to make a life we want for ourselves and our kids, so the exhausted feeling at the end of the day is bearable. Just about.

Falko, with the determination of a man who could taste the life of his dreams, went out and secured a job within 6 weeks of our arrival. He was hired by the local town council and provides in-home care for the elderly. His work has the benefit of possibly making my dream of him romancing a wealthy elderly widow and thus being endowed a fortune, come true.  Also, because he works for the town, he has security and access to local government figures.  Having these connections may come in handy when we start up our own business, so he took the first opportunity at a work function to chat up the mayor.  

It was a heartfelt chat though, as he and I had agreed that this place and its people had surpassed our expectations of welcoming strangers, and although the paperwork is colossal, it’s made easier by the patience and genuine willingness to help from the people behind the desks.  I know our situation is privileged, and we try our best to do our part (speak horrific french and then apologise profusely), but I’m continuously surprised by the open and friendly manner of nearly everyone. This is not Paris nor the France of stereotypical banter.

Palais Beaumont, Pau

In November Eva started at the local school, and absolutely loves it. She seems undeterred by the lack of communication, and comes home with expressions and snippets of songs she’s picked up. “Pére Noël au Mexico, méme pas chaud!” Santa Claus in Mexico, not even hot!  (A new take on Christmas carols!?) She begged me in her first week to be allowed to stay for lunch, and now goes from 8:30-4:30 four days a week.

She lamented on a few occasions that no-one plays with her at lunchtime. We reassured her it’s because of the language and nothing to do with her personally.  We taught her to ask kids to play in french, we found out some names, the teachers helped out, and she hasn’t had any more lonely lunches.  The teachers are patient, kind and compassionate – more than I could have wished for. And they assure me Eva is getting along fine in class. She’s an inspiration to me in her courage to put up with the initial awkwardness and find the fun.

hiking the local hills

Rohan is unwavering in his rambunctious mission to get involved in everything. He is certainly not to be left unattended as he is inevitably touching, climbing or destroying something he should not. I hear that’s just a boy thing. He also likes dressing up as a princess. Now also a boy thing.

no caption necessary:)

He and I have a weekly rota of playgroups in the area that are very welcoming, very well equipped and very free. It’s been a saving grace for me and an aspect of the socialist system here that I truly appreciate. It allows me to practice french and Rohan to express his inner princess; win win.

Christmas came all of a sudden with a plethora of lights and markets and more delicious food. It was yet another new experience for us, Un Noël Basque.  Each of the local towns; Anglet, Biarritz and Bayonne had events, markets and displays, made even more accessible by the mild December weather. It was no white Christmas, but I’ll take 19 degrees and sunny as a consolation prize anytime! 

Christmas Eve!

It was also a quiet Christmas with just us four, but a milestone to be celebrated to the extent that young children will allow – hangover and sleep-in free. We had a magical moment atop the ferris wheel in Bayonne, on a clear evening with a full moon. It made me giddy like Christmas should.

a view of Bayonne from the top

For New Year’s Eve we drove about an hour down into Spain to a little coastal town called Zarautz. We hopscotched between tapas bars and playgrounds, and finally ended up on the beach, drinking red wine and meeting some friendly folks. To my delight I was poured a glass of La Planta Ribera del Duero 2018. I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff is smooth, tasty and highly economical. I love having Spain as a neighbour!

I like the new year because I subscribe to the new slate philosophy. Not explicitly, but I like the optimistic bass note that underlies the return trip to summer. If you want to, and you choose to embrace it, the new year can usher in change and support shift like no other point in the calendar.  It’s still cold and dark, and the days are short, so the changes need only be little nudges in the right direction, but I like that small nudges turn into full blown habit by summertime. 

This year, now that we’ve made the move, I’m focusing my effort on building health in myself, my family and hopefully, when our licences to practice are approved, my community. Basically, it’s time to bask in health! The crusade of admin to build our practice awaits, but the time it takes will allow us to chisel out and define our message. Luckily, Falko and I have a very congruent approach and philosophy when it comes to chiropractic and health, and we complement each other’s special interests well.

We are committed to making the most of the advantages we have. Education, family support, physical health, and rational thought are easily taken for granted, but they are gifts. Because we do have these things, we have been able to choose a life for ourselves, which is not something everyone gets to do. I feel passionate about sharing and cultivating the skills and tools people use to build a better life (or relationship, or physical state, or mental state, or community…) I am truly curious about what it takes to be happy and healthy, especially considering those of us in the developed world should supposedly be nailing it. But we’re not, because it’s complicated.

the beach at La Côte des Basques

Basque in Health is our blog combining the unique insight chiropractic has on human health and our personal journey to live congruently with ourselves and our environment. The coming year is sure to be full of new adventures and challenges of which I will keep you abreast, along with useful tips, tricks, reviews, recipes and observations on mastering “happy and healthy”. Expect informed discussions on a variety of health related topics. We will cast our net wide, because we believe health is more than just avoiding the hospital. Now that the upheaval of moving countries is behind us, my schedule has opened up somewhat and it’s time to crack on!

I am likewise interested in your goings-on, and I’d love to hear what health related challenges you are having. Probably the most important cog in the mechanism for me is the knowledge of what you need for you to be healthy. If I can continue to be of service to you in any way, I’d be grateful to help. Send me a comment or question, and make sure to check in regularly for the latest updates.

Happy new year everyone, I think of you all often, and wish you all the best for the coming year.

Yours truly,

Rebecca

I’ll be back soon with more news and healthy bric-a-brac!

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