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Look carefully do you see it, the smile in the first picture?
That’s me living in the moment but still trying my hardest to understand that my body, it’s shape and size, didn't define me then... and still doesn’t now.
Yes, I’m stronger mentally and physically 3 years later but that’s because I gave myself a lot of grace, a lot of patience and a whole lot of love.
Since that first picture was taken I’ve found so many amazing body activities in this space who’ve taught me that we are more than our bodies, and I admit being an athlete all my life I didn’t necessarily see it that way. But here’s the thing, I had to really and truly appreciate the fact (and even more so since my injury) that the shape of my body doesn’t define my happiness or my ability to love or be loved.
I had to give my self permission to live, to breath, to eat, to stop living in my silent prison walls of my own thoughts that I needed to look a certain way to find happiness, to feel appreciated or welcomed.
If there is one key thing I can tell you about my journey here it's that - it is so significant the way you choose talk to yourself… the way you treat yourself even when no one is watching.
I had to learned how to be
the self I wanted my kids to see, the self that they are, but most importantly, I AM comfortable being around.
The self that I want my kids to remember as they’re older as adults,
the self that they will one day want to be - to understand what it is to put your own self first with kindness shown and appreciation given for who your turly are!
**This isn't a weight lost journey, because if it was I would have stopped moving my body months... Years ago. I move for my health, for my happiness... For my sanity." 👊🏽