Doing the diet thing again. Urgh! I am such a seasoned veteran on the war against cellulite that if I wore all my combats medals my chest would look like Audie Murphy's. Portion control is what it's all about I know. They say a "lean protein" portion should be the size of a deck of cards. Tarot cards...they are a nice size, but wait I have decided to gauge my portion on the size of a deck flash cards for severely nearsighted first grader!
The "raw" food thing is all the rage now too. I can see its merits. Yesterday I thought I would make some gazpacho. By that time of the afternoon I was so starving that I sort of over did the portion control thing (it was tasty) and ate a bit more than I should. This resulted in the colon cleanse of a life time! I spent the evening in constant movement (physical and otherwise) back and forth to the bathroom and changing clothes once as a result of Poppy running interference in my path. Today I should be completely toxin free and I think dehydrated because I have already drank almost a pitcher of ice tea! I do think the diet thing is working though. I could have sworn my toes looked thinner last night. Well maybe that is just because I got reacquainted with them from staring down at my feet while reigning as queen of the porcelain throne.