I know it sounds corny but the show Biggest Loser really inspires me. I see myself in a lot of the players and the emotions they go through to finally love themselves. I didn't have two of the world's best trainers screaming at me, but I also didn't weigh 400lbs. I sort of think of myself as a mini-version of what they go through. I was overweight, but not super-obese or whatever it's called now. I was unhappy and didn't really love myself, but I didn't really hate myself either. I was just sort of apathetic and going through the motions of life.
One day in college, I remember thinking that I would never be in a real relationship if I didn't do something about this problem. Spring semester of my freshman year, I was scheduled to take the required fitness class at school. That was probably the best thing that Truman made me do. I learned how to work out properly on the free weights, aka the man weights and what muscles were where inside your body. I learned how to get up early (this class was at 0730) and work out. Every day.
That class jump-started my transformation. Almost 10 years later and I'm still not finished with that journey. I'd love to lose 15-20 more pounds and maybe even be considered "hot" instead of just "pretty." I love myself enough to know that I'm okay looking, and pretty but I'm not going to brainwash myself into thinking I'm hot. The BL contestants inspired me tonight to think that maybe I can run a marathon. For sure a half. I was running with my sister 2x a week right before she ran a half marathon. She might have run a few times more than when I was with her, but if I really put my mind to it, I bet I could do it too.