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I will wear shorts where my thighs do not rub together.
I will invest in jeans that make my bootie look great and shirts that fit well without worrying about concealing my rolls of fat on my tummy.
 
 
 
 
These pictures are my inspiration. They are my goal--a lean, toned, fit form.




One day, I will wear this.
It may take a year or 2, but I will get there. In the process of my quest, I will show my children that being healthy is being beautiful!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hmm when you figure out how to get the thigh rubbing to stop let me know. I blame genetics! Pregnancy is tough but you only have a little time left! You will meet your handsome little guy and this will all be worth it!

Love ya, j
Erin said…
Body is NOT the same after two......why didn't you warn me :)
Kara said…
Oh Erin. My body was not the same after ONE! :) This baby making factory will be closed shortly, which his why I will be refocusing on finding that body. I am guessing it is even worse after 3, but I'll be confirming that very soon! ha

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