K so I don’t talk about this a ton just cause talking about it feels like jinxing it in some way… but what the hell. This is progress. I’m back to my pre baby weight. A shit load of stretch marks and a hell of a scar from having my appendix removed while carrying a child… dude this body is never gonna be perfect. But it’s getting better. And I’ve worked hella hard. And I’m still working. Watching calories, 6-8 miles on my feet every day, lifting weights at the gym 3 to 4 times a week. I’m done with the extra weight. I’m done being tired all the time and feeling insecure in certain clothes and hating having my picture taken. I’m done not feeling proud of every part of me. So I’m changing it.