Forget most of the bullshit you know about juicing. It’s not that complicated -- anyone with a decent grasp of nutrition can do it.
Katie Couric's TV show asked me to put together a single girl's guide to Valentine's Day. Here's what I came up with!
I’d never really considered getting a colonic before, mostly because I have a regular and healthy pooping schedule and I didn’t think I needed any additional help excavating my bowels.
When the dude at the front of my boxing class comes over to my bag and tells me to "WORK off those Christmas calories!" the only invigorating effect it has on me is in my rage-tear activation complex.
I can’t help but wonder if it were men who were plagued with cellulite, would we have some more effective treatments by now?
I want to be opening the hard conversations now, while we still think we’re just young enough that all of this is just plain silly, because hey, guys? It isn’t silly, not really. We only get so many days.
Getting to the gym is tough, so what's better than staying in your comfy abode and STILL getting a good workout in?
I really DO love the idea of setting time aside to write everyday. However, like most people, there are certain other things I have to do, like going to work and reading Internet comments.
Folks may derive a sense of confidence from various skills or activities they excel in, but how many people actually possess a genuine overall sense positive morale?
Seriously, I am a consummate moron in the kitchen, and I managed to pull these off. Eventually.
My extreme eating plan is designed to manage autoimmune disease by healing the gut. Did I enjoy giving up nuts, tomatoes, eggs, seeds, and lots more? Nope, but my awful health issues gave me no other choice.
I will never wax rhapsodic about tea, which, for all my doctoring, tastes like flavored water. Coffee tastes like food and sin and sex.
Mention Nooch to your token vegan friend and I promise their eyes will light up. We use it on just about everything.