I'm excellent at losing weight, but I've never been excellent at maintenance. I have some better days than others in terms of being hypervigilant, but with maintenance you don't know if you've been good at it until you're done.

If I sleep in and don't run, I'll feel a little bit off because I didn't do what I was supposed to do. But I'm not going to beat myself up because of it. I'll just get right back on track.

Once a food becomes off-limits, then it takes on this whole other personality. Forbidden is more tempting. And it becomes something evil, but food is food. Its there to nourish your body.

I have obsessed about my weight in some sort of way all my life. I used to write in my journal what I weighed every day.

The only things I really love about myself physically are my ankles and my hair.

Everybody complains that people are so flaky in LA. I'd rather be flaky than mean.

You're only as sick as your secrets.