It seems serendipitous, but the more I allowed my brain to give up its lifelong quest for the perfect body—as if there’s even such a thing—the more I started noticing inches gone from my waistline.
Seriously, this is not a drill. Why? Because rather than spend two hellish weeks on whatever regime I had read about that month, I began making very small adjustments. Such changes never interfere with afternoons spent on the couch and Chinese food delivery orders (perhaps my two favorite things).
And they work: I lost a significant amount of weight in three months. The best part? I didn’t even realize it was happening until one day, my favorite trousers slipped right off my newly lean figure. (Don’t worry, I’ve since had them tailored and wear them more often than I’d like to admit.)
These are the secrets to losing weight without giving up… anything.
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