My husband and I are going on a cruise this January with a wonderful group of friends. I've been looking forward to the trip with such joy and anticipation until one of our friends said the other night, "Only six more weeks." I looked down at my less-than-tight abs and thought, Six more weeks! The bathing suit terror helped me resist chocolate for about sixteen hours then I remembered my sons' emotional well-being was more important than my flat abs.
I do not believe in dieting (especially during the holidays) and I keep reminding myself that my husband loves me and doesn't care if I have a perfect figure, but that vision of me spilling out of my swimsuit just won't go away.
How do you keep the healthy balance - taking good care of yourself but not making yourself crazy trying to be perfect?
Published on December 03, 2013 13:29