Woke up and looked at my leg today while laying here in bed & thought why the f do we (I) spend so much time picking at ourselves. For the blemishes we have, the marks on our skin, the extra kgs, our hair, our muscles (or lack of), our clothes fitting, our work, what we do or don’t do, the expectations we feel we have, the things we think we aren’t good enough for and evvvverything else that seems to run through our heads?? (Even if they aren’t all together)
I know I’m not alone because I talk to so many others every day in the studio and out, who do the same.
We really need to quit it, quit it because there’s is so much good happening to us and around us and it’s taken for granted so often.
Life is short and we are reminded of that every day when things go wrong, deaths happen and when we can no longer do something we once could.
All this just from looking at my leg that isn’t majorly defined with muscles but is strong, loves to feel the burn in Pilates, held me up with babies in my belly and allows me to walk or run to where I want every single day🖤 I have actually recently accepted these marks on my body and fuck it feels good (also why I didn’t mind posting some of the pics while on our trip) Now to conquer the rest of it.
you girls are doing amazing things xx #loveanyBODY
Don’t bother reading this if you are just going to judge✌🏼