And… I am going on record right now as saying I love my body.
Its not perfect.
But I love it.
It has it moments when it betrays my trust. It has let me down in the past and it definitely has kept me from doing some of the things that I wanted to do.
But I still love it.
That is what love is, after all… love is being aware of the imperfections, aware of the shortcomings, aware of the pitfalls and the occasional betrayals.
Love is looking past all that and seeing the other part… the good part.
For my body, the good parts are my mobility, my stamina, my strength, my ability to feel.
And so, again, let me say I love my body.
And today I renew my vow to take decent care of it.