I am rolling out of this season, back into reality. It has been a cheeseburger and chardonnay kind of a summer, and it is now time to reign it in and lose the extra five pounds I put on, affectionately referred to as my fun bloat. Doesn't that sound so much better than fat? B.C. (before children), I could will away a few extra pounds just by putting my mind to it. Now, not only is my 40-year-old metabolism sluggish and generally hung over, I am dealing with too many schedules, too many chicken nuggets and not enough salad.
Check out the slideshow above for five tips to help you avoid succumbing to the diet of a busy parent.