Run to kin kanyon and back.
Absolutely the best feeling in the world.
My legs feel strong, my breath has improved so much since I ran last summer.
When I look in the mirror, I feel pride:
Pride for my muscular legs.
Pride for my shoulders.
Pride for my strengthening arms.
Pride for my stomach.
Proud of my stretch marks. They prove the battle I've been through with my body.
Proud of the fact that I can look in the mirror and feel happy.
Pride that I can smile when I look in the mirror and it isn't fake anymore.