I haven’t liked the way I looked in years. I’ve learned the art of hiding the bulges under skillfully draped clothing and scarves. But in recent years, no amount of skillful subterfuge could conceal how big I’d gotten.
But now that I’m taking steps to get healthy and fit, I find that even pictures that show my true size don’t bother me nearly as much. In years past, the picture at the top of this post would never have seen the light of day—much less be featured on a blog post.
I’ve found that I’m truly enjoying sharing my journey honestly. It doesn’t matter that I still look like a giant marshmallow. I know that my body is changing outwardly, and inwardly. And I’m looking forward to documenting the process, finding joy and encouragement along the way!