This is it.
This is why I don't get too hard on myself when I eat the wrong things. This is why, if I miss a workout, I'm not stressed about it.
Thing is: I have better things to worry and stress about. Well, I don't know about better...but rather other things.
I could be this girl. Anyone of them. I don't want to be one. I want to love my body in whatever shape or size it is. I want to enjoy food and working out without the added pressure of what everyone else thinks.
So yes, I will eat ice cream for breakfast and then do a run in the afternoon. I won't go to the gym if I don't want to and why I won't look like a fitness model ever.
I am me. And I am happy with my flabby ass. Okay-that's not true. haha-but here's the thing; my boy likes my body. And my body gives me something to work on, so in a round about way, I am more happy than not.
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