Anyway, here's what I've decided after 26 years on the planet. My worth is not tied up in my waist size. And while I can Pin every cool workout, healthy recipe and hott skinny girl motivational picture to my Pinterest page, I'm slowly realizing that maybe it's time to embrace what my mama gave me (thanks again, Sue).
Could I go to the gym more, run marathons? Sure. And sometimes I do. Other days, like today, I already have a 12 pack in the fridge... and guess what? That's ok! And I'm not trying to bash all of you health conscious, motivated people. I realize that it takes hard work, dedication and discipline to lead a health-driven lifestyle and I salute you. The point of my post isn't to take anything away from being healthy or to encourage laziness, but instead to take some of the pressure and focus off obsessing about your earthly body.
Moral of the story, LOVE YOURSELF! Whether you're in a newly fit body, one that's sporting an exaggerated body part (wassup love handles), or growing a new person (here's looking at you baby mamas!), it's YOUR body. And it's just that, a body. You are a soul. Take care of your soul first, people! That's what we should all be attracted to first anyway, right?! If we're friends, I know you don't love me for my body, so it must be something else.
And as I sit here today on the other side of "whose body is this?", I'm happy with what I see.
