I spent many years being critical of my body.
I'm short, muscular, and have battled my weight. But, to be honest, the biggest battle was with my own thoughts.
I'm now 40...still overweight...but striving for health and acceptance.
I am learning that the imperfections that drove me crazy...for years...are the exact things that make me beautiful...uniquely, me.
Instead of looking in the mirror for all of the little things I wish I could change...I am giving thanks. Thanking my body for carrying me through my run. Thanking my body for giving me my three incredible children. Thanking my body for allowing me to live my life as BIG as a choose to live it.
