7 months of finding happiness. I’ve gone from the self conscious 18 year old, who couldn’t even leave the house alone. To the 19 year old that is so full of confidence i’m always smiling.
I don’t mind the fact that my boobs have practically disappeared. I was never fond of them anyway. In fact I don’t even mind that I have baby rolls when I sit down. I’ve learnt to love my body for everything that it is.
I’m currently looking for some more motivation to get my bum out of bed at the crack of dawn to go running.
Today I ran 5.6miles. I’ve never been able to run more than 2. But I feel on top of the world right now. I can only improve.
I’m sorry about the pictures, I attempted to put them all at the same angle:D