Thursday, March 15, 2012
I'm so grateful that the kindness of a stranger helped me understand what I should have already known. My sweaty tank top was a symbol of my desire to work hard and be strong. It was a sign that I didn't stop when it got hard or when it was hot. I kept going and I had the mark to prove it. I realized that my sweat was not something to be ashamed of but a badge of honor! Now, when I walk out of the gym or come off the trail after a tough run and I am sweaty, I try to remember that day and feel proud...not nasty!
Posted by MC at 9:59 AM