In 2011 I came up with this sentence and I've made an effort every single day to live by it. Everyone has their own insecurities, especially when it comes to body image. If I took this photo last year I would have deleted it straight away
I would have thought my abs weren't shredded enough, my thighs looked too chunky and my lack of boobs was way too obvious. Scrolling through my old photos last night, I came across a 'body update' pic where I was sooo tiny! I literally had veins popping out of my stomach and arms because I was so lean. I remember looking at my body then and wishing I was 'lean' 🤦🏼♀️Oh Sezzy. This just goes to show that beauty seriously is in the eye of the beholder and the mentality of "once I lose X amount of weight or have visible abs, I'll be happy" is... unrealistic down right exhausting.
Today marks my third week of not training, being pumped with antibiotics and having chronic headaches due to the infection. My body tends to store fat/water on my legs and arms and as soon as I stop training, the cellulite on the back of my legs returns. My abs are fading, my clothes are a little snug but... I love my body. I'm confident in my own skin and I rock whatever I've got! Today the doctor ordered me to get out in the sun to heal my wounds and load up on vitamin D. I know this is just a rough patch I'm going through but what's the point of hating my body when it's out of my control!? Act confident and no one will question you. Try it out and see what happens 👸🏼