Peace

I had a small breakthrough today. Well, actually, it's huge. But it came in a small, simple realization. I bought some new jeans. They are 2 sizes bigger than I usually feel comfortable with - that is - I formerly thought of this size as my "fat size". 

Allow me to get to the point. I am loving my body. It's weird, and it sounds weird to say. I'm healed! Haha

I have not gone into a lot of detail about my body issues... Or anything related to that time in my life. And I won't right now (maybe I will sometime in the future), that's not the point of this post. The point of this post is this: I don't hate my size 9 booty. I honestly don't. At all. I actually love it. That doesn't mean I suddenly think its perfect now or that I will no longer be working toward improvement, it just means that I finally feel at peace with my imperfection.

Which leads me to the epiphany - what is perfection, anyway?

I will leave you with that. 

Peace. 

And just to keep it real -

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 150 lb

Age: 30

Body fat: 19%

But more importantly -

Leg press: 410 lb

Dead lift: 180 lb

Plank row: 35 lb