I, by absolutely no means, have a perfect body. I LOVE burgers, and fries, and chicken nuggets and Diet Coke. As a result, I have cellulite on my legs, definitely on my ass, a solid amount of “pudge” and a fair amount of “giggle” in every place I don’t want it. Do I know how to fix the problem? yea. Do I want to? Not at the moment. I’ve been shredded before. I’ve been there, I’ve done that. And guess what, it fixed none of my real problems. It didn’t pay my bills, it didn’t take my insecurities away, and it for damn sure didn’t make me any more or less happy than I am now. Everything about fitness starts with the surface. We either like what we see, or we don’t. If we do, we might dig a little further and get to know that person. If we don’t, we move on with our lives.
Maybe I’m just mumbling and rambling about nothing. But if you take anything, ANYTHING, at all from any of my post, just know this; we are all only as perfect as we see ourselves. I love the shit people hate about me because it’s mine and I own it and I’m okay with it. It’s like I’m a “build your own burger”.. someone will eventually find me delicious and want me 😂 Am I making ANY sense here? Lol
Regardless, I know there are a ton of woman who message me and compliment me on my body. But truth is, it’s just as imperfect as everyone else’s. But I LOVE my skin that I’m in. I wouldn’t trade it for anyone else’s and I wish I could hand that little bit of confidence to everyone because it feels fucking amazing ❤️
#Happy #Happiness #Love #CelluliteCanBeCute #OkayNoItsNot #performance #athleticism #Athlete #ThisHairThough #GoodNight