Weight loss and happiness gain.

I wonder how many times you look in the mirror and think you're gorgeous. Or skinny, or unique. If you wake up feeling beautiful and sexy. Feeling wanted and satisfied. Looking down at your fluffy socks with a smile and a sense of there's nobody else you'd rather be.

Maybe not to often, but somebody whom you know well or not so well have thought that you were exactly the person they'd love to be. Isn't that strange?

Not that somebody would think we're lovely but actually want to be us. Be 'that kind of girl'. If we all idealise each other, why can't we accept ourselves as brilliant or beautiful. I really don't understand why we dislike those who say they realise they're attractive and think those who are insecure (or say they are) are more real or friendly.

Who are who you are. You can maximise or minimise that. You can copy others, but will be a copy. If you continually listen to others and follow others you'll lose who you are and what makes you so.

I'm my own biggest critic and I see women all the time I think are stunning but I try to make myself the best I can be, which makes me happier than lusting after somebody I'll never be. You're a first-class version of yourself and no matter how you strive to be somebody else you'll always be a second rate version.

Recently I've been exercising a whole lot. With yoga, dance workouts and squash. With these things bizarrely I've been given opportunities. For friendship, unity, coaching, fitness. It's so exciting to know that doing something different impacts your life in different ways.

I'm very excited for the next couple of weeks.
I really hope you are too.