Andy has been a coach for four years. When they first asked him to coach, assisting with Jude’s Catholic Youth Organization’s soccer team through our school, I was admittedly a little hurt.
I am one of those people who walks around this Earth completely terrified of my own body.
If I could sum up my swimsuit aesthetic this year in one word, that word would be… boobs. And I love it.
Check me out on Good Housekeeping. I’m making peace with my thick, dimply legs, and loving every second of it.
I have had this window open for over a week. Every morning I walk into my office and click this tab to find a log in window pop up; “log in to save changes, click cancel to leave without saving.” I log in.
Every March I headed outside in a brand new bathing suit so Andy could quickly snap a photo of me in the frigid wind, my feet burning on the frozen ground, my pale skin all prickled and bumpy; all in the name of swimsuit confidence.
I can’t remember when I started playing with Barbies… I only remember playing with them way past the time it was considered cool.
“The authors suggest that one reason why [using plus size bodies in advertisements is bad] being larger-bodied may appear to be contagious is that as it is seen as more socially permissible, individuals exhibit lower motivation to engage in healthy behaviors and consume greater portions of unhealthy food.” – AMA
Check the clock, what time is it right now? Okay whatever time it is, it’s officially way too much time spent being disgusted with yourself. You’ve missed a huge part of your life doing this shit, and it absolutely has to stop.
When I was on Dr. Oz last month, I was attacked pretty heavily for my weight.