i haven’t been able to exercise since tearing my ACL three weeks ago and i feel disgusting and fat. my jeans are tighter and my belly is squishier and it’s giving me a lot of anxiety. *breathe in, breathe out*
but. hey. it’s okay. i’ll get surgery (soon i hope?) and then i’ll be recovered in a month or so and then i can start training for the disney princess half marathon and i’ll lose like a hundred pounds and everything will be okay. RIGHT? right.
(oh and i know there’s that whole “i am not my body” thing but seriously right now i’m having a hard time focusing on that since it seems as though my body is taking over my life.)
okay. there. i said it once. and i don’t have to say it again.
carry on with life, y’all!
[see also: this post didn’t happen.]