There is a certain weight around which I feel most comfortable and confident, and I was about seven pounds beyond it when I went to speak at the Killer Tribes Conference a few weeks ago. I was not thrilled about this fact. But people paid attention anyway. They even said I kicked ass, not that mine was too big.
And as I went on my only run of spring break (for which I had so optimistically packed five workout outfits), a few words about the lies I’m given to believe came to mind, and I’m sharing them at A Deeper Story today.
Please visit A Deeper Story to read today’s post and then come back here Friday for notes and pictures of my Killer Tribes session! (I look about seven pounds heavier than I’d like, but it’s mostly okay.)
I just like you so much.
Thank you.
And I, you. You are very welcome.
Great piece.
Thank you.
Beautifully done!!
Thanks, Carrie, and for your comment at DS too!
Love your poem on a deeper story as well! Women sure are hard on themselves, huh?
*sigh* There’s no end to it. Maybe we can at least take breaks.
You are beautiful!
Wonderful post.
You always leave me feeling inspired and challenged.
Thanks, Joy. You are such an encouragement to me. Not to mention a true beauty yourself. xo