I will not give in...

to the food police!!!! It is enough that I am making a sincere effort to excercise (which I have been doing consistently for several weeks now). I WILL NOT... be bullied into giving up my favorite desserts, which I tend to crave when I'm pmsing, or coming down from pms. So what that I will have to walk five extra miles to get rid of it? I can't do all of this drastic changing at once. It's just wrong. I'm not a criminal. I will not spend the rest of my years in dessert exile. Everything in moderation, damn it. This body shit is going waayyyy too far for me. Yes, I want to be fit and fabulous in my forties, instead of just fabulous. But being a skinny bitch is not the goal. Being a healthy bitch is.