The constant struggle to eat healthy and exercise this week have been rough. There have been points in time this week, that I have felt like a complete failure. Constant reminders on social media to have the ‘perfect body’, doesn’t help my feelings at all.
‘Perfect body’……..Doesn’t that sound awful. Women are held to such higher standards, that are almost unbelievably unattainable.
‘Perfect’ ass, stomach, face, boobs, smile…. The list goes on and on.
*insert eye-roll emoji here*
I committed myself to this lifestyle almost 1 year ago & it has been the best/hardest thing I have ever done. September 2017, I started eating healthier, working out every day and practicing self-love. That last thing, is probably the hardest thing to master. I hated who I saw in the mirror. I hated how my clothes fit. I hated my body. Hate is such a strong word, but looking back now, that’s exactly what it was. Hate.
It took a long time for me to be able to look at myself in the mirror & smile. To look at myself in the mirror and not cringe at who was looking back at me. It took a loooonnnngggg time for me to be able to be happy with my appearance and learn that I am a work in progress. Progress NOT perfection. I’ve probably said that to myself one million and two times. BUT even though I am happier than I was before, I STILL STRUGGLE. This façade that some people never get tired or never want to give up is complete bulls***. What I do that sets me apart from others is I. DON’T. QUIT. I will continue to keep going, getting stronger and never quitting.
This lifestyle is hard, exhausting, challenging, but the most REWARDING.
Remember; You get, what you give!