This weekend, I was reminded of how amazing the human body is and how grateful and priviledged I am to exist in mine. My legs and my feet carried me through mud, rocks, grass, and water. My lungs and my breath powered me up and down hundreds of metres of rough terrain, all the way to the finish line of my first endurance trail run. And this all happened despite my lack of self-punishment. Instead, I chose to fuel my body with self-compassion and mindful awareness as I ran al
I facilitated a therapeutic Body Image Group for almost two years, and I've lost track of how many times our explorations returned to the idea of whether it's possible to accept, like, or *gasp* love your body. This isn't surprising given that I work specifically with women who struggle with disordered relationships with their bodies and food. But whether you're battling with an eating disorder or not, body acceptance is a concept that feels unattainable for many people.