I've just completed my first 30 days folling the Atlas Diet. Was it easy? No! Am I happy with the results? Absolutely. Would I do it again? I'm already rolling into my next 30 days without a 'cheat day' or a 'carb holiday'.

Let me be straight with you: the Atlas Diet is not easy. Any approach to eating that stops you from grabbing whatever you fancy off the supermarket shelf is going to take effort. I'm not going to pretend otherwise, and I wouldn't trust anyone who did.

But here's what I didn't expect. The difficulty has been the most valuable part. The moment you can't take the easy option, you start seeing the easy option for what it actually was. Ultra-processed. Loaded with sugar. Built almost entirely on carbohydrates.

Thirty days in, something has shifted. My dessert now is a small bowl of zero-carb yogurt, a handful of berries, a few nuts, a dash of double cream. And no joke, I genuinely look forward to it. Not in the way you tell yourself you enjoy something healthy. I actually look forward to it because my tastes have changed.

If you offered me a pizza today, or a Mars bar, or a chocolate muffin? I'd say no. Not out of willpower. The cravings have simply gone.

Don't get me wrong, the first week of the Atlas Diet was difficult. I got a headcahe on day four because my body was craving sugar. I felt distant and foggy, but a few days later everything evened out. The cravings started dropping, and my general anxiety did too.

And then there's something harder to explain but impossible to ignore. My head is calmer. I have a very ADHD brain, and I'm not making any scientific claims here - I'm not a doctor, and this is just my experience - but the lift-and-crash cycle of refined sugar eating has gone. I don't miss it. Not at all.

The weight is dropping. The body is changing. But honestly, it's the mental shift that's surprised me most.

Easy? No. Worth it? Completely.