When I look in the mirror I am not happy with my looks, but I am happy with my smile. Like most women I want to be smaller with less fat and nice body. I know the work it take to get the look I want. I know I have to eat right and I know I have to work out. The problem I have is I don’t eat enough and every joint hurts. Most likely every person. I have been on and off this journey for a long time since I had Ky. I’ve always been workout junkie. But this time around, it’s been difficult. Old pain has come back with vengeance. Some how along the way I gain new pain. I usually eat healthy and fast, but I still don’t get enough protein and calorie intake. It’s frustrating, I still try hard. I workout daily and then physical pain happens, I’m forced to stop. I always end back where I started. I don’t know how many times, I have to fight through the pain. Then I see a picture of me, I’m motivated again to get back working out and then another pain, I’m force to stop again. I get depressed. I don’t want to be bothered or seen. I just take care of my babies. If you don’t see me in real life you don’t see me. I get tired. Through all the pain, disappointments, discomfort, failures, and depression; I will overcome and succeed. I have before and I know I can do it again. I just have to work harder. I know it’s possible. I have God on my side. One day when I look in the mirror I will be proud of the person I see looking back me.