Dear Heather of One Year Ago,
I owe you an apology.
Hell, I owe you a couple of apologies.
I owe you an apology for not taking care of you like I should have.
I owe you an apology for not giving you the credit you deserve.
I owe you an apology for the time I wasted when I was you.
But most of all, I owe you an apology for not loving you enough.
It’s time for some brutal honesty. Sometimes, when I look at pictures of you, I hate you. I’m disgusted by you. I can’t even look because I feel like you’re such a failure.
But I am wrong. I am SO VERY wrong.
It was you.
It was you that took the first step on the track with your friends.
It was you who decided to run that first 5K.
It was you that started buying healthier items at the store and logging every bite of food.
It was you that started this path I’m on.
It was you.
How can I hate the person who believed in me the most? You didn’t give up. The things we do to our body now were far more difficult for you when you started.
Remember the first night you decided to run the straight-aways at the track?
You waited until everyone you knew was gone, so only strangers would see you look foolish. That is 1/16th of a mile. Now you’re training to run a 13.1 with your friends.
Remember the first spin class?
You chose the bike closest to the door so you could leave when you wanted. You didn’t stand up when the teacher did. In your head , if you pedaled the whole time it was a victory. Now you go at least once a week and easily keep up with the teacher.
Remember the skinny jeans at the top of the closet?
You worked you’re a$$ off until they fit and you shrunk out of them before you could even wear them out.
It was you this whole time.
We still have a long way to go, but I would be mistaken if I continued to treat you with disrespect because you helped me become me.
At my current weight and fitness level I face a different bunch of challenges that will be so much easier because I got to learn from you.
So, although you may be surprised at what we can do now- don’ t be. It’s because of YOU that I am where I am today.
Thank you, Heather, from the bottom of my (much healthier) heart for taking those first steps.
Thank you for making goals and sticking to them.
Thank you for making me so much healthier and happier.
NO,REALLY! LOVE YOURSELF!