12 miles with a friend. The same friend I ran into at the gym on Wednesday. The same friend who, after telling her my desires to make myself better, told me that I just need to love and accept myself. I was able to tell her that it’s not a matter of loving myself. It’s a matter of making myself better and not settling for being unhappy with my choices. It felt good to talk it out with her and explain how I’m feeling and what I think I need.
I know I have a body image disorder. But “loving myself” isn’t the answer. I feel best when I’m most disciplined and when I have structure.
I feel motivated and positive now. 12 miles did me some super amounts of good. I’m ALMOST ready to take on the week.