Since day one of my life, well pretty much the day when I started to care about life in general, I have never managed to drag myself into being body-conscious.

I’m not sure if that is totally bad, but I know it is not the best trait to brag about. I guess the closest thing I have had to physically demanding activity were the physical education classes back in school (which I had no way out of because my grades were at stake), the different dances I joined in (for the sake of social programs), and a number of jogging mornings with friends (just for the reward of doing breakfast afterwards).

This may sound awful, but as embarrassing as it may sound, I just didn’t consider it as a priority.  For this I am thankful for this body my Momma gave me. Haha. I just had to insert that.
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