As I look back at 2015, I felt and I sweat so much love. I’ve heard and seen journeys of amazing strength, weight-loss, and recovery. I screamed and hugged as I helped someone succeed at running to her fastest time ever. I watched as my friends finished marathons, climbed mountains, and were married.
All of this love should lead to simply that… more love. But through the grapevine I also heard things like: “Can you believe how skinny she is? I wonder if she actually eats?” and, “You’d be so much prettier if you fixed your teeth (or lost weight).” and, my personal favorite, “Are you really going to eat that?”
