Me, at my lowest weight (160).
My new goal is 150, but I’m now starting at 193.
I was just trying to do an online Zumba class, but started crying uncontrollably after 20 minutes, because I realized how hard it was for me, and how far away from health I’ve strayed. It seems like I’ll never reach the place I was, and I’m afraid of this journey.
I’m afraid of what I want, but I’m more afraid of staying where I am.