Last week I loudly and not so proudly declared the necessity to SORT MYSELF OUT. And thus began a new well-being regime, much compromised by the dailiness of life, but apparently working all the same for in the first seven days I managed to shift a rather astonishing NINE INCHES from my person.
While I have no doubt that this is almost certainly “water” it strikes me as proof that the anti-inflammatory changes I am making, while also being more mindful about how I treat myself, promises real possibility for change. And that my instincts in both creating AND following The Edited Woman were right in so much that the time was right for me personally to address both the physical and emotional surplus in my life.
And so today, before I write my first
We are all in this together, right?