I started writing this blog post in my sleep last night if you can believe?  How mental is that?  Do you ever catch yourself in your sleep reading or writing stuff and become conscious enough that you’re really impressed with the garbage you’re spewing?  Then become too conscious trying to actually make sense of it and then it stops?  Or is that just me?  I love that stuff…

The title of this blog post is possibly misleading.  I’m not talking about positive body image or accepting body shapes and stuff although that is obviously a very good thing.  I’m talking about actually loving your body as the wondrous machine that it is…« Continue »