In 2016, I started running as a (semi) fun way to burn some calories and lose weight. I was never an “athletic” person, but I decided to try Couch to 5k for the 3rd time. I was hooked.
In 2017 and (part of) 2018, running was my barometer for my body image, mental health, and self-confidence. If I had a “bad” or “slow” run, I’d pick myself apart until I felt worthless. I didn’t feel like my body was “good enough” to call myself a runner, no matter what the scale or the mirror told me.
and then I got injured. and running was taken away from me for a moment. something shifted. I still have issues with my body (and tbh probably always will 🤷🏻♀️), but I’m also incredibly grateful for everything my body can do and everything it has done. I’ve learned the power that a positive and joyful mindset can have, in all aspects of life.
And I wrote a really big long blog post about it (link in bio, woo!!). It was scary and hard, but it’s done. It’s what I think my past self could have needed, and if one person out there appreciates it, I’m content ✨