I did not win the genetic lottery.
I'm definitely a curvey girl.
I understand the struggle to look in the mirror every day and not like what you see. I've been there. At one time, I was 240 (ok, ok, it was 247) pounds, I had crappy knees, and it was easier just to sit on the couch than it was to get off of it and do something. Then one day I got sick of what I saw in the mirror, and I took the first step. It wasn't easy. I wanted to lose weight so that I would feel comfortable going to a gym (that's called stinking thinking). I wanted to be strong before I had my knee replacement so that recovery would be easier. I wanted to wear a smaller size clothes.
It didn't happen over night, actually, I didn't notice it happening. But I lost 70 pounds and have worked hard to keep it off. I don't ever want to go back to being that girl I saw in the mirror that made me cry.
I'm no fitness model, but I am finally comfortable in my own skin.