This morning as I walked my daughter to the bus stop I questioned if I was crazy.  It is so early in the morning.  I am up even before the Sun that is how crazy it is.  It is starting to get cold in the morning.  In my head that means one thing-time to change the work out attire.  Again!?!  Why in the HELL do I struggle with what I wear, no one is awake, oh wait, I know, It's because work out clothing to me is so revealing!  I hate it!  I haven't tried on my warmer workout clothes in months so I am not even sure how they fit.  The pants were already a little big, but honestly, it is the shirt that is freaking me out.  Maybe one day I will be able to explain my feelings but I already feel like I have disclosed so much about the real me.

I truly thought that every person hated their body, or themselves for that matter.