It might not sound like a big deal to you and boo but it's a big deal to me.
Today I put on a sleeveless singlet and went for a run.
Arms exposed.
Nowhere for them to hid.
I don't like my arms. They remind of old ladies at the tuckshop. You know the ones. Those dear old ladies who served eucalyptus lollies at five cents a bag while the arms giggle in the wind.
I know my arms don't look like that BUT i don't like them, and I don't like out and about.
But this afternoon I had enough and put on that sleeveless top.
I actually had to pump myself to make myself go outside for a run ... silly but I had to.
I didn't do too badly for my first go. I started running around the suburbs (ie no people or cars about) and then grew a pair, and stopped being a big baby, and went for a run around the busy oval nearby.
One just one little step but it's a big thing for me.
So WHOOP WHOOP!
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