I might not always feel like I'm moving forward physically when I look at the numbers of my body, but I remind myself (1) how far I've come (2) that I'm in this journey for the long haul.
I remember two years ago, absolutely DREADING trying on clothes.
The discouraging feeling of standing in fluorescent lights and mirrors on all sides.
When nothing fit.
But moreso..
When I felt ashamed of letting myself go, but just didn't know how to start back at taking care of myself & actually stick with it.
A lot has changed since then.
I'm not running a race or striving for perfection.
I still slip up with my routine, miss workouts here and there + love cheeseburgers.
But I've learned to give myself grace & continue to simply give my daily best.
And that's meant the world.. For my mind & body.
I'm not necessarily where I want to be. But I'm proud of where I am.
I'm a strong, healthy woman on a continual mission to love myself & care for my temple.
That's what I see in the mirror now. And I dig it
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👌Celebrate your progress, honor your pace & NEVER give up!!
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