First of all, tears.
Tears of joy and a bit of disbelief that I not only completed the program that scared me to death, but got results that I've never thought possible for myself.
Maybe smaller thighs.
A body I could be happy putting clothes on in the morning.
For years I bought into the lies that only certain women were meant to have nice bodies.
That it was all genetics.
That I had to be curvy, not toned.
That the only way to lose the weight and get the body I dreamed of was by eating nothing but an apple and a salad for days on end.
So today, those tears are badges of honor.
That I re-defined the "mold" that was sold to me.
That I have created a lifestyle centered around health and honoring my body, not starving and shaming it.
Tonight I am beyond proud of my accomplishments, but not just for myself --- for all of the women who are just like I was, stuck in negative thoughts and dangerous behaviors.
To the girl, reading this, considering a drastic means to lose weight, I KNOW how you feel.
There is a way to honor your body, see your goals realized and never, ever look back to the pit that you are getting ready to crawl out of.
Here's to you, beautiful girl.