A Valentine’s Day Love Letter: To Me

February 14, 2015 Leave your thoughts

This is what I love about me.

My strong legs.

When I was a kid, I thought my legs were big. They were bigger than the other girls,
and for some reason, I considered big to be a bad thing. That perception lasted for
years. I wished I could shrink them. I literally wanted my thigh muscles to
deteriorate so I could have thinner legs. One day when I was in my early 30s (yes, it
took that long – ridiculous), I realized what an idiot I had been. My legs were perfect.
Yes, they were big. But more importantly, they were STRONG. They took me places.
They swam in the Olympic Trials. They won an Ironman. They gave me the strength
to carry 40 pounds of baby weight. Strong became my new mantra. My strength was
– and always has been – my strength. It’s not about size and it never was. Strong is
my foundation. Strong is sizeless, ageless. Strong inspires. Thank you to my big,
strong legs.

My willingness to try new things.

I take risks everyday. Sometimes they bomb and sometimes they change the world. I
once ordered goat stew at a questionable Mexican restaurant in Vegas. I instantly
regretted my decision the minute I ordered it, but there was a little voice telling me
to go for it, because there was a chance it would be the best meal I’d ever eaten. It
was horrible, beyond disgusting. I couldn’t even jam one full bite down my throat.
However, every once in a while I hit on something amazing. Something life-
changing. Like creating a brand-new category in the world of women’s fitness
clothing and liberating women’s thighs forever. I would rather take a risk than play
it safe. I can honestly declare that I love this about myself, even when I end up
hungry at the end of the day.

My ability to turn every conversation into a sexual innuendo.

The other day a woman told me that her motivation to work out was to have more
time to exercise with her husband. My immediate response was, “What activities
qualify as ‘exercise?’” I can’t help it – my mind just goes there! I think it’s important
to remember that life is supposed to be fun, and what’s more fun than living in the
gutter during important business meetings?

I Love You,

Nicole

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