I just look like I carry heavy stuff for a living.
Healthy enough to work. Happy enough to enjoy life. That’s a blessing.
Strong enough to carry groceries.
Smart enough to eat them.
Fuel the machine. Feed the soul. Build the dream.
They said I should get in shape... round is a shape.
if angels don't exist how do you explain me🤷♂️😂
That’s what victory smells like.
Today’s achievement: lived it, loved it, fed it.
Dear body: thanks for carrying me through everything. Snacks are on me.
Have a break. Hydrate… then grab a plate.
Keep the advice ...pass the fries 🍟
You burn calories. I generate power.
Why are you in such a hurry?
Where are you rushing to?
The only thing I'm cutting ...
is a burger in half.
We are not the same.😉
Flex first. Explain never.
Grass under my feet, confidence on repeat. 😌
They laughed. I lived. Guess who won?
Confidence burns louder than criticism.
Sometimes life asks you to fix things, and sometimes it asks you to let things break. Both are part of your journey. Both are part of who you are.
I wonder who's praying this hard for me to never miss a meal.
Working hard is important, but taking a break to walk for an ice cream might be even more important.
Comparing my biceps to watermelons is disrespectful… to the watermelons.
Been on work diet all my life...
The days are hot, the sun is shining, and everywhere I look the sour cherry trees are full of fruit.
Keep watering the seeds nobody else can see. One day, they’ll be impossible to ignore.
These buttons are fighting for their lives, and honestly, I respect the effort.
One day you’ll realize the good old days were the days you rushed through.
