Although crazily abusing the privileges of 50 cent chips in our vending machine isn't really considered healthy, I DID go to the gym today. And for the record, I don't regret getting those 4 packs of chips (they were good!). As I happily sported a livestrong tank, I started to think about what it really means to be strong. For me, it encompasses many aspects of life. Being strong, to me, doesn't mean you have to put up a tough front all the time. It doesn't mean you have to be tough, in the generic sense anyway. It's living the present to the fullest. Being strong means you love yourself enough to walk away. It means you are strong enough to make yourself vulnerable, to trust, to love and to allow yourself to let your guard down sometimes. Being a strong person doesn't mean you have to do everything yourself. It's showing your emotions because you're strong enough to not care what others will think. Being strong isn't the same as being stubborn. It's forgiving, accepting, learning.
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