Since I was 8 years old, any time I would sit in a chair, I would curse my thighs.
I’d watch them expand and wish so badly that they would shrink overnight.
That became a common theme for most of my life.
I wasted so much time wishing to be smaller.
I used up hours upon hours determining my worth on a scale, plotting my next diet, and calculating my calories, points, and macros for the day.
I hid for years in the baggiest clothes I could find.
For years I truly hated my body and prayed it would shrink. I just wanted to be thin.
I talk about my love of fitness and how it’s become my therapy a lot, but what I don’t always share is how it also became the KEY in changing how I viewed my body.
Fitness was the number one thing to teach me gratitude for my body no matter it’s size.
It was one thing that shifted my focus away from how my body looked, to instead appreciate all it could do.
I quickly learned how strong those thighs I used to curse were.
My legs had carried me through years and years of dance.
My legs had put up with years of restricted calories only to never once fail me with an injury.
My legs help me daily – walk, squat, move, teach fitness classes, jump, run, etc…
My thighs are forever going to expand when I sit down and that is something I’m now very grateful for.
It shows my health, it shows my strength, and as they continue to carry me daily, I am so glad they never did wither away like I had hoped.
It’s time to stop hating your body.
Embrace your strength.
What is something you’re grateful for about your body?