Hot pants!
I have this pair of powder blue pants I bought at the thrift shop a few weeks ago. Just to look at them, they're nothing special. They are made of a really smooth and cool summery material... and they "hug" my thighs, which is uncommon in my wardrobe, because tight clothing is so "not me."
They're my "hot pants." Even my brother said they're sexy. And they kinda are! I love the way they look on me. And I love how that makes me feel.
Now, I'm no size 6, mind you... but I have just enough of my sexy swimmer body left, that when I wear these pants, I look, well, a little bit, hot! I have to grin and remember my eternal gratitude for synchro and its residual effects on my muscle tone and flexibility, even after all these years and two pregnancies.
This serves as a reminder to me that sometimes it's impossible to understand or appreciate the value of work you do or choices you make, while you're in the thick of things. But somewhere down the line your good deeds and backbreaking effort make their way back to you in ways you couldn't have predicted. And you realize your gratitude for whatever trial you endured or hurdle you overcame, because of how you benefited later on.
Lately I'm so worried about where I'll find the motivation, the energy and strength, to focus on rebuilding my life, dedication to my job and devotion to my kids, and making the best situation for my little family. Being and becoming the person I want to be, which is a grounded, giving, passionate and grateful woman with a healthy self-image and healthy relationships. Accepting myself in spite of the things I'm not and can't ever be, and forgiving myself, and trying harder. I want to work so hard to do all these things because this represents a progression toward health, in the psychological, emotional and physical sense.
I have such a long road to travel! But when I'm wearing my Hot Pants and I catch a glimpse of those strong swimmer thighs in the mirror, I remember the endless laps, stretching and weight training of my younger years. And then my burdens feel lighter, because I laid the foundation, long ago, to get to where I am going.
They're my "hot pants." Even my brother said they're sexy. And they kinda are! I love the way they look on me. And I love how that makes me feel.
Now, I'm no size 6, mind you... but I have just enough of my sexy swimmer body left, that when I wear these pants, I look, well, a little bit, hot! I have to grin and remember my eternal gratitude for synchro and its residual effects on my muscle tone and flexibility, even after all these years and two pregnancies.
This serves as a reminder to me that sometimes it's impossible to understand or appreciate the value of work you do or choices you make, while you're in the thick of things. But somewhere down the line your good deeds and backbreaking effort make their way back to you in ways you couldn't have predicted. And you realize your gratitude for whatever trial you endured or hurdle you overcame, because of how you benefited later on.
Lately I'm so worried about where I'll find the motivation, the energy and strength, to focus on rebuilding my life, dedication to my job and devotion to my kids, and making the best situation for my little family. Being and becoming the person I want to be, which is a grounded, giving, passionate and grateful woman with a healthy self-image and healthy relationships. Accepting myself in spite of the things I'm not and can't ever be, and forgiving myself, and trying harder. I want to work so hard to do all these things because this represents a progression toward health, in the psychological, emotional and physical sense.
I have such a long road to travel! But when I'm wearing my Hot Pants and I catch a glimpse of those strong swimmer thighs in the mirror, I remember the endless laps, stretching and weight training of my younger years. And then my burdens feel lighter, because I laid the foundation, long ago, to get to where I am going.
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