By: Natasha Uspensky, CHHC
It’s finally, officially summer this weekend!! I am soo excited for what might be our last summer in Brooklyn. Biking in Brooklyn Bridge Park, Saturdays on Governor’s Island, picnics in Prospect Park, getting super cozy with our friends that have gorgeous patios (yeah, I’m talking to you!!), summer is pretty much the best time of year.
But, it also has a dark side. Between all the BBQ’s, the dinner parties, the cocktail hours, the vacations, and the lobster rolls, suddenly bikini season becomes a whole lot more stressful.
See if this rings any bells: You’re so awesome and on your game all week long. Eating those delicious green salads, drinking water, being a good little you. And then comes the weekend. You feel like you “deserve” a reward for all your being on, and you totally overdo it on burgers, and ribs, and cheese, and ice cream, and come Sunday night, you feel like a bloated, fat mess. Cue the guilt and self-criticism and drama. Cue the cravings for sugar and coffee on Monday as you come out of your food coma. Cue beating yourself up the next time you have to get in a bathing suit.
Guys, this has to stop! And we’re starting this weekend.
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