The first picture is from last fall but I’m still damn proud. I hit 153.3 in the spring of 2013 after being rear ended. It took about a year to get and stay under 140 lbs and another year to hit and stay under 130. During our last 2 challenges, I maintained my weight staying in the 129-131 range. We began a new one about two weeks ago and I saw 126.6 for the first time in several years.
I told my husband, yesterday, that I no longer walk with my head down, hiding myself. I walk through parking lots and stores with my head held high. I’m learning to love myself, both inside and outside, more and more every day. I’m not perfect and I never will be. My body has been through five pregnancies and births. I’ve been broken and bruised. I get older every day. But I fight to make myself a better person and fight myself to love me.
I’m not where I want to be but I’ll get there. I decided, yesterday, to cancel my WBFF goal. I’m not ready mentally or physically. I may never be ready. If I do a fitness show, great. If I don’t, I’m not going to beat myself up about it. It takes extreme dedication and I’m just not there right now. I may never be. But I’m not a failure. I push myself a little more every day. I’ll get to where I want to be on my own time. Right this minute, I’m extremely happy with how I look today. I’ve even become comfortable enough without primping before taking pictures- no make up and I’m pretty sure that’s what my hair looked like when I woke up.
Work hard, take things slow, learn to love yourself and never give up. You will get there eventually. ❤