source
https://www.inzli.com/getfityogagirl
the size of her behind and yet so flexible......typically when you see an ass well over twice the width of her head like this typically shes plump/slow/middle aged......not this gal:
here is a 3 minute video of her
https://www.inzli.com/p/2056854780714953129
My body. It’s been a lot bigger and smaller. It’s worn plus size and XS. It’s had abs, rolls, dimples, stretch marks, loose skin, cellulite, wiggles and curves. It’s changed a lot over the last 10-14 years. When I started high school I weighed about the same as I do now, but wore a size double what I do today. When I graduated and was in college, I was wearing 1X scrubs and clothing. It’s grown and shrunk and grown again. It’s shed weight, built muscle and found strength I never thought capable. But what it’s hasn’t always doneis felt loved for exactly what is was. Why? Because I was told if I look like “X” I couldn’t be happy or healthy. That I wouldn’t be valued or beautiful. By my ex, by some “friends” and even by some family- but mostly by society and people who don’t even know me- set on making a standard we must all abide by in order to be beautiful. The day I learned that those opinions hold ZERO value to my self worth, was the day I began to learn to love myself.
It took a long time for me to learn to love myself. And truly love myself. Not just parts of me, but my entire being. To open my heart to the love I deserved. I was broken for a very long time. Thought I was ok. Convinced myself I was. Until those walls I had built came crumbling down. And reality set it. Yoga provided me a strength I never thought possible, mentally and physically. It challenged me and comforted me. Caught me when I stumbled, built me back up. Cracked my heart wide open and provided the assurance that I am worth so much more. That every part of me is beautifully me. Every curve. Every dimple. Every muscle. Every line