Throwing it back to October 2013 when I completed my First Half Marathon and back to this past Sunday when I completed my 12th. The difference brings tears to my eyes when I think back to how much work and money and focus amd setbacks and refocusing took place to make this happen. But moreso because I can see in those old photos how unhappy was. There's no hiding it. I was depressed, I was hurting, I had doubts that I would ever be anything more than the fat friend. I felt I had let myself go past the point where anyone could ever possibly love me and that resulted in me not loving myself very much either.
Fast forward 4yrs & 8months. I'm happy. I'm smiling. I'm stronger. I'm not in pain. I'm not im doubt. I'm determined. I'm.... nowhere near being finished. The journey is still in its infancy stages. Stay tuned.
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