Confession: in my Catholic faith certain types of Pride are sinful.
For me, pride is more about self love and the lack of judgment for others.
I struggle constantly with being proud of the body I am in right now. I’m a work in progress, this I know, but I struggle to see the forest through the trees.
There’s a reason when I’m in most pictures I look like this:
Truth: that body has been through the ringer.
Truth: that body can dance.
Truth: that body kicks Body Combat ass.
Truth: that body is making slow progress in the realm of weight loss.
I appreciate my body for all it has come through and I’m grateful that I’m still on this earth to fight the fight to my healthy weight.
Maybe a little Pride wouldn’t be so bad; if used for the right reasons.