In recent months I've come to really start to love myself. I mean look at myself and say "yea, I see flaws...but look how cute I am"
My confidence has soared and my happiness is better then ever. But I ask you - can you be too comfortable?
I've also noticed that the more I love myself the more i"m ok letting my belly hang out, un-sucked and tucked in. I wave with out caring if people will get a double dose of flapping and I strut my stuff with out noticing if my curves wiggle and jiggle. All good right? sure...but am I paying attention to my health as much as I did before?
Am I eating right as much as I could be? or do I go for that extra helping or that sweet treat because I'm honestly not worried about my looks. Do I skip that morning work out or not give it 100% because, hey, my jeans still fit...for now.
While I absolutely enjoy this new found confidence and love for myself, I need to remember to balance health with beauty. I'm genetically pre-disposed to be big. I have a lot of big people in my family and 60% of people that look at me would put me in the fat category. I have to work hard just to stay in the 'fat' category and if I let it go, even for a bit, it will flood on me like ....well like me on cake. It will and has packed back on so fast it will make your head turn.
how do I find that balance? I found a quote the other day that I think I will start living by. It read:
I don't work out because I hate myself,
I work out because I love myself.
And I do. I genuinely am getting to absolutely love myself so I need to do this for me, because I do and I will continue to and I want to be healthy and strong.
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