Some grew and some got smaller There is about 23 months between these two photos. It feels wayyy longer, if I’m being honest. I remember when the picture on the right was taken, I had just gotten those shorts from old navy (size 12) and both kids wanted me to pick them up and so I did and I remember thinking to myself, “Man, I feel skinny. I should get a picture. I feel great!” And then when my husband showed me, I was MORTIFIED! I was embarrassed at how long and fat I had let myself go. I was sickened at how I looked. And at that moment, I knew something had to change. Three days later, I started my fitness journey. Which brings us to day, the photo on the left. I feel so strong, so healthy, and so much better physically AND mentally. When I see the photo taken today, I don’t feel disgusted, I don’t feel embarrassed or ashamed, I feel a great sense of pride and appreciation for where I am and how far I’ve come . Everyone wants the quick fix, the easy way out, and don’t want to put in the work to get to where they want to be physically. But the beauty of the journey is the hard work, the blood sweat and tears, and most importantly the mental shift. I am so glad I didn’t take the easy way out because I wouldn’t be happy inside. When you are happy inside, it shows on the outside. So if you haven’t started your journey yet or have just begun and feel defeated like you’re not getting anywhere...DONT GIVE UP! Keep your chin up, gut through all the hard stuff because it is worth it and YOU are worth it. I hope you all have a fabulous weekend and keep up the good work!