Nothing tastes as good as being *strong* feels

I hate using the old word – *thin.*  I’m not thin and I’ll never be thin.  I am strong, however, and that is rockin’.

My strong moment occurred yesterday during the Williamsport Welcomes the World celebration that the town hosts for the Little League World Series (held in South Williamsport).  My ex-boyfriend’s sister owns a real estate company and she was always snobby to me.  It seemed like she always thought she was better than me and “knew” better than me.  She would pretend to have a genuine interest in me by asking questions but the questions she asked were so she could judge me and talk about me behind my back.  We had worked out a few times together at the gym.  We attended a kickboxing class together once.  I always felt like she was watching.  I always felt judged by her.

Her real estate company had a booth that was handing out balloons to the little kids.  I had to walk past the booth to get to the information booth to find out where things were being held.  I’m not sure if she recognized me or not as I walked by.  I didn’t walk over and make “friendly” conversation and ask how she was because I really don’t care.  I just walked by her like my ish didn’t stink knowing that I look stronger and more toned than ever.  It’s those kinds of moments that make all your effort and hard work worth it!

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3 Responses to “Nothing tastes as good as being *strong* feels”

  1. You go girl!! Looking strong & confident is the best revenge ever!!!!

  2. That’s so awesome! Strong rocks!

  3. I heard that! You go girl!

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