Outtake from flexing with my baby brother. Clearly the preworkout just hit :-P
My boobs. Look at my boobs! Yes, look at them.
These appear gravity defying — as if no child was ever breastfed. As if all 20 pounds lost did not...
tonight, the wise Morgan told me to do things that make me happy. since i’m choosing to not run, i decided to do some pushups, yoga and work on...
I just ate pepperoni pizza.
best vegetarian ever, clearly.
also will regret this soon.
I know it’s not about whether I reach my goal body or whatever, whether someone falls in love with me. I have to be able to love myself for who I am for someone else to come along and love me too. I understand that.
And I know the key is- I have to work to make MYSELF happy. Work towards my goals, push myself, work hard, set high standards for myself and meet them. I want to put my max effort into everything I do in a day. From the most minuscule things to the most important.
I want to be able to go to bed every night knowing I pushed myself and worked my hardest to reach my goals and did the absolute best I could every single day.