So on Sunday I completed my first triathlon since having a baby six months ago.
I’ve done them before and had time goals but this one was just about completing it; I didn’t even wear a watch. 10 minutes before the briefing I breastfed my son and had a moment of reflection on how incredible our bodies are. Cliché? Maybe. But true nonetheless. I can look at the photos of me in Lycra and obsess over the size of my thighs etc but I’m deciding not too. I’m so proud of myself for pushing my body but being kind to it at the same time, for having a goal for the end of 2016 and achieving it, and for deciding to go into 2017 being my body’s biggest cheerleader, not its biggest critic.