Have you ever seen a picture of yourself, and thought, “Oh my, is that me?” The other day, it happened to me. I was mortified on how I looked. I know my arms are old lady and flabby, but I think I they looked better than the picture. I now don’t know if I can ever wear something without sleeves. But with that said, I need to known it. My outside flabby arms do not make up who I am. I make up who I am. I am a wife and a mother. I am Christian. I am an educator. I am caring. I am NOT flabby arms. Yes, I need to tone up. There are a lot of things I need to work on to be the best me. So…. here it is..
As women, we need to be the best of ourselves we can be. I love my curves, but not so much the flab.