Giving myself time
This is a chance I'm giving myself to share with you one of the things I really, really dislike about myself now: my shape.
I am overweight. I'm not upset about social pressure or common beauty appreciation or what people will think about me. A long time ago I stopped giving a damn about all those things and live to please myself and my loved ones. Good thing pleasing myself involved taking ballet lessons.
And folk dance lessons.
And modern dance lessons.
All. In the same. Week.
I sometimes danced up to four hours a day. And I loved it! I was 18 and size 0. Zero. Zilch.
When I was no longer a teen and faced other responsibilities I still worked out a lot, just because I liked it. I got up early, I worked out every day but Sunday, just for the fun of it. Lol! I ran again, after a long time, into my long time crush that now is my husband, and we started working out together. And it was fun, and hot, and sweaty and exhilarating.
I have two daughters now. Two toddlers that keep me on my toes all day and I have been using them as an excuse for not taking care of my body. Who ever thought I'd made excuses not to do something I loved???
Now I'm gonna be on a mission. I wanna take myself back to what and who I used to be. I don't know how long its going to take me. I don't know how many times I'll get off track. There are always one chocolate too many, one sweet read too many around me but I'll have to live with them. Hehe! Care to find out how is it when I fall on my butt?
On second thought... NOT HAPPENING! Take that, 40 pound flab and fat! You are SO not gonna be part of my life anymore!
And that photo at the top? When I'm done, all that Pauley will have on me is height!
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