For most women, it’s a part of daily life:
Look in the mirror and hear that voice in your head blabbing on about your flaws:
Too much cellulite. Saggy boobs. Gross tummy. Flabby arms. Massive arse.
And then, something snaps. We can’t bear to hear that voice for another second…
We decide, “I’ve HAD IT! I’m going on a diet.”
And then the routine begins: calorie counting, gluten-free, rice cakes, cottage cheese, “oh, I’ll just have a salad, thanks.”
The hunger rumblings begin. But seeing the number on the scales start to drop is enough to keep you in the loop, just about…
“I’m doing it!” You might think, and you feel good about yourself because you were able to pause your cravings.
But then… (you might know what happens next…)