Photo by Karen at French Skinny
In line at the grocery store today I suddenly realized I was proud of my purchases. Not a processed bag of anything. Fresh vegetables, fresh bread, cheese from France and fresh fruit. I found these little pink lady apples and they reminded me of Shaboomy. She would have one of these with a little tiny cup of yogurt in the morning. I got some yogurt too.
The French Skinny Experiment is ending soon. It's funny to think about how I needed my brother, The Marine, to come over and "remove" the can of protein powder from my house. The guilt of the first bite of baguette with butter. How much I wanted this to work for me.
It has worked for me. It just took miles of walking, doing stairs and consulting a few garden gnomes to realize the answer was in my own backyard.
Now what to do?
Go through my closet!