There is no such thing as one perfect body type.
The body you inhabit is perfect.
I am proud of my thunder thighs that carry me across miles and miles of every kind of terrain.
I am proud of my big hips even when I'm told they are disproportion to my waist.
I am proud of my stretch marks and war wounds of carrying two boys.
I am proud of my stomach that is far from washboard but holds me upright through hours of running on the road.
I am proud of my strong arms that can hold me upside down in yoga class.
I am proud of every single flaw on my body.
There are so many things I could see as imperfections but I make an effort when I look in the mirror to see the beauty. I will never be a size 4 and look like a model. I'm okay with that. I will however, enjoy trying new foods and run my ass off; not because I need to lose five pounds but because I enjoy it. I enjoy pushing my body because, my body is strong. My body is beautiful. No matter what size I am now or what number is on the scale.
When you stop fighting yourself, when you stop fighting food and focus on nourishing your body, when you start to nourish your body and appreciate the beauty you see when you look in the mirror; that's when the real transformation begins. Love the way you are right now. Love what you see right now. Stop being unhappy with what you see in the mirror, you are beautiful exactly how you are.
|Photo by my fiancé, who looks at me like I'm the most beautiful woman in the world..|