Sunday, May 11, 2008
What Matters Most
God my hubby has to put up with a lot. Last night I was feeling a little low and, as usual, worrying about not being lean or muscular enough. I'm worried about looking as though I don't belong on stage with the other girls. I'm worried that my posing sucks because I haven't had the time to practise plus I don't have a clue about what I'm doing. Hubby reminded me why I was doing this. I shouldn't compare myself to others, so what if I come last. I'm doing something that a lot of people never have the guts to do. I need to look into the mirror and see a lioness.