I was hustling to be lean… because I was hustling to be lean.
I wasn’t competing. I wasn’t even modeling at that point. I just needed—desperately—to be lean. There was no other reason, or no real reason, anyway.
Why did I need to be so lean? Why was my body fat the main focus of my entire life? Why did I struggle, and hustle, and cry when the scale showed a one-pound gain?
Read it all, and ask yourself for your own WHY: https://www.girlsgonestrong.com/transform-your-workout/
I've said it before, and I'll say it until I die: no one who matters cares how lean you are.
Go live your life, darling.
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