I am 30 years old and I still blast Spice Girls in my car. I mean I can feel it, pretty sure the car behind me can too. When I’m cleaning, the girls are playing in my ear, hell they are with me when I’m running, kilometre after kilometre I have girl power messages echoing through my head. I grew up listening to them. I watched the movies, wore the t-shirts and I ate the candy!
We all have goals in life. Loose 10 lbs. Run a successful business. Own your own house. Run 10K. Whatever it is, we all have goals and we all have setbacks.
I have always been a fit person. There was a phase in my life where I was what some people referred to as ‘skinny fat’. I didn’t really do anything but I was ‘skinny’, but no means fit, that was my metabolism at work. I didn’t feel good, I just appeared to be fit.
Feeling comfortable in my own skin!
I was getting lost in my own mind, while on the world wide web (that can be a very tangled and scary place, my brain) and I stumbled across poetry.