Meh, you know me.
G-d forbid this overly verbose woman actually sticks to the WORDLESS, huh?
A friend recently sent me this picture.
It’s a youngyoung misfit—I think 16 years ago?—a few months after discovering my love of the weights & many, many months after uncovering my passion for fitness.
I look at this photo and see youth, sure, but I also see all Ive yet to experience, endure & learn.
All the numerous lifecrapthings (technical term) which have aged me and made me.
So many people look backwards at life and wish they could return to an earlier place/time.
This surprise in my in-box served as a reminder of how much I love where I am today.
How Id not trade any of this for the young, taut, naive, backcountry camping with a boyfriend Id never marry world.