In Some Ways, I'm Relieved

People Are Already P*ssed Off At Me Because I'm Athletic And Beautiful; To Be Smart In Addition To That... It's Like, Too Much.

On A Regular Basis I Go Over In My Mind Some Of The Most Troublesome Things I See About How People Approach Eating, And The Wonder Mess We Have Made Out Of A Very Simple Thing.

You Slam The Bottom And Either Walk Away Or Suck It Up And Get Through It.

With Both Kids, I Started Working Out Again At 16 Days Postpartum, But I Treated Myself With Kindness, Doing Mild Workouts, Because My Fitness Level Was Lower.

My Three Best Friends Get Me Through Everything: I Need Cute Jeans, My Kids Are Driving Me Crazy, I'm Throwing A Party, Whatever. They Keep Me Dialed In.