So, this is me, in all my glory, no makeup. My husband and I were bored at home so we jumped on the bicycles and rode 3 miles to come get some shakes at a downtown diner.
I’m not perfect, slender or high maintenance, but I’m learning to love myself. I sunburn within seconds it seems, my thighs jiggle when I don’t want them to, and I have circus feet and hands (freakishly small). I look like a dork when I am riding my bicycle but feel like a queen. I’m learning to ride the bicycle instead of my motorcycle, especially when I want to just jump in the car and go for a quick trip to the store. I smile really big, and cry more easily than I should, but that’s OK. I laugh when I’m upset or angry because I don’t like to show frustration or anger to people.
This is me, and that’s OK.