So I was feeling kind of in the dumps about things with runner boy, just because they aren’t working out like I wanted.
Then I was changing for work and caught sight of myself in the mirror and I was like “you know what, he’s just a dumb ass because I am flawless and now I am all mine. His loss”
And that, my dears, is how body positivity changed my entire outlook on this day. Cheers!
|Me:||*jogging* Wow it's such a nice day for a pleasant, smooth--|
|*jogger jogs past me*|
|Me:||-- slightly competitive race.|