Another one of the 30 million things I’m working on this year is my self-image. Frankly its piss poor. I have moments of “hell yeah I look hot!” but those are few and far between.
A great example is last weekends 10k. I pulled my achilles on the third mile, and limped/jogged/walked the last three. I “sprinted” across the finish line and went straight into a limp. My boyfriend caught the dramatic finish on video – and the only thing I could think of after watching it was how much of a cow I looked like.
I mean really. I just finished 6 miles. Burned 600 calories. My longest race to date. And all I saw was my belly jiggle over the finish line. Pathetic.
So I’m not sure how I’m going to go about this challenge. But its vital. I’m too old for this crap. I’m smart, successful, loved, happy and in my opinion creative – but all I see is my belly!!
So, I am going to try to balance my criticisms with praise. Take a step back and remember what is really important to me. Its going to be hard – but hopefully this blog will keep me more accountable.
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