This morning I just told my students at PiYo I ran out without my bag of newly washed exercise clothes and I luckily had my sports top on, but the only thing that was packed in the car at the bottom of some box were my old OLD shorts like from when I first started in 2014. But it's funny how things happen for a reason I believe. I needed this reminder today.
The elastic is getting shot, and they're not my favorite type really, but they are a good reminder of where my life 'was'. I had gotten pretty dumpy about my body and my life. We laughed that when you build a 'butt' sometimes a team calls along too. I love who I've mentored. I love those who have taken this journey with me. I love that I woke up that day and took that last picture of the old me, and knew I'd never look or feel that way again.
And I haven't.
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