I recently hit a MAJOR body/weight/exercise milestone.
No, I didn’t lose ten pounds.
Nope, I didn’t finish a half-marathon.
Nah, my pants aren’t feeling any looser.
My milestone involves me…in the nude…looking in the mirror. And rather than beating myself up for what I saw, I gave myself grace.
Guys. This is a BIG EFFING DEAL.
You see, my weight has been a twenty-eight year struggle, culminating in high school when I lost 70 pounds in the most unhealthy ways possible. More recently, I decided to do Jillian Michaels’ 30 Day Shred for Lent. Six days a week, I woke up at the butt crack of dawn to do push-ups and let this woman scream at me. My results were so great that I decided to do her other DVD, Ripped in 30. It was like “How Akirah Got Her Groove Back” up in here. I thought I looked GOOD.
But then life happened. I graduated from grad school. My mom and I went on vacation. I started two new jobs. I had to study for my licensing exam. I launched a website. Oh, the excuses.
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