Thursday, February 21, 2013
My scheduled 20 minute jog for today turned out to be a pep talk walk.
After yesterdays debacle I decided to confront myself head on (so to speak).
I wore workout tights and a long bra top, which left nothing to the imagination (this is important to know for later).
The pep talk went something like this (and was repeated several times):
You worked hard for 4 months to lose the weight.
You reached your goal as planned.
You were sick for the whole first month into your maintenance and you still maintained.
Two weeks into month two you freak out over the image in the mirror?
THIS is what you look like now.
THIS is what you worked hard to achieve.
THIS is you.
I walked into the Body Pump class and set up RIGHT in front of the mirror.
No poster cutting off my head.
All of me, head to toe, in the mirror.
Pep talk repeating in my head.
Yup, this is me.
And dare I say it?
I love me.