Well, I am back. After lots of family drama, traveling, and death of a grandparent I am finallying getting my ish back together. I made a new workout schedule to include training for my first 10k and meal plan that encourages consistent eating(to boost metabalism), as well has healthy eating.
To plan by workouts and meals I often search pinterest, google, and sometimes instagram. While searching those sites I often see pictures of girls(and I mean girls) that have those bodies. You know the bodies that in the past I would wonder 'Dear Lord why am I no where near that'. But in my older-wiser age I have come to feel differently about those girls. Mainly because I have started to see their down falls, as well as there multiple f-buddies and kids from different daddies.
I have come to realize that they have been blessed with a faster metabalism, the ability to wear nothing but string in public and not look like a beached whale, and have tons of guys drooling over them but they lack grace/polish. If God had blessed me with natural thinness I wonder if I would be who I am now. Honestly I am glad he didn't.
I value who I am, sure it's bigger then I would like, but in the end I don't have to flaunt parts of my body or all of my body to get people to care about me. The strongest thing I have taken away from these poor role models is that I have realistic expectations of who I want to be. I don't want to be that girl who has to flaunt themselves and sleep with rando's to get attention. I want to be that woman who is strong, graceful, and capable of anything she sets her mind too.
As always keeping is moving, with a little bit of class and a whole lot of sass.