We’re HOME! The beach was great but I’m ready to get back to a routine. As soon as we got through the door we started unpacking. Laundry was started and mail was organized. I was excited to get a letter from the Salvation Army’s Christmas in July 5k. Jen mentioned she got a picture of herself crossing the finish so I assumed this was mine.
I opened it up to find this…
I have to admit as soon as I saw it I got a little depressed. It reminded me of the email I got a few weeks ago about why I keep trying. Seeing a picture like that does affect me more than I like to admit. I really wish I didn’t have body image issues but I still do and I probably always will.
So I’m taking my own advice and ignoring the inner negative voice.
Why should a stupid picture take away the sense of accomplishment after finishing an awesome 5k? A.) Who cares what I look like? B.) I’m in the best shape of my life and C.) I had an amazing time at that event.
I refuse to let a random snap shot strip me of my happiness, confidence and momentum.
Sometimes…. it’s just a bad picture.