Do you remember when I was a missionary in West Virginia? Remember how I was terrifically depressed and anxious and ate biscuits and gravy with reckless abandon? Well, friends. Today marks a milestone. Thanks to lots of vegetables, lots of ellipticals and a slow and steady process of getting my health back, I've recaptured my pre-mission weight (although I look a little bit pregnant in this peacock dress/shirt, don't let it fool you, I'm all hotness and no baby :( ). I'm in this for the long haul. I am committed to those vegetables. In fact, I kind of love them. I'm committed to treating my body with respect and being strong, capable and POWERFUL. I can't do what I want/need to do without it.
PS. That really is a picture of Johnny from Karate Kid behind me. Thank you.