These 2 pictures are taken 11 years apart.  I had just turned 30 in the one on the left. This pic was taken at a wedding in Ireland. I was the Maid of Honour and I had been working HARD on my revenge body for the previous 6 months (yes, there was a particular wedding guest who needed to see what he was missing ;) ) 

I was “eating in moderation”, which actually isn’t a truly healthy choice - unpopular opinion but I think it’s just an excuse to hold onto bad habits. I was exercising like a woman possessed and getting this body was all I could think about - it consumed most of my mental energy and time. 

Fast forward to age 41 in the picture on the right. This was taken at my company Christmas party and, rather boringly, I wasn’t trying to make anyone eat his heart out that night. I simply wasn’t in the mood to go and spend money on a new dress when I have plenty of party dresses just collecting dust in my closet. So I pulled this LBD out and slid it on like a second skin, feeling like I was going back a decade in time. 

The difference this time was I hadn’t been sprinting towards the goal line of the night I would wear this dress.  I was several years into Primal Living at this point and being healthy came as naturally as breathing, I didn’t give fitting into my dress a second thought. 

There was no crash dieting, no manic exercising, no desperate measures taken.  I just pulled it out of my closet and put it on.  The part of that look that took the most planning, strategy and mental energy was my hair… That sleek straight look was no easy feat, let me tell you! 

Morale of the story - you can get to the point where you never have to worry about how your clothes fit again. I have lost far too many years of this precious life stressing about what I was going to wear, opting out of functions because I didn’t have anything to wear & because I felt AWFUL about myself. 

It is one of the most liberating feelings to be able to just pull what you want to wear out of your closet, put it on, and go. That was actually The Goal for me.  Number on the scale be damned (I haven’t weighed myself in over 10 years and don’t care to ever know that number), I knew I’d made it when dressing became fun & easy instead of torture & tears. 

If this resonates with you, shoot me a message and let’s see if working together is a good fit - pun intended!