The conclusion deserves repeating.

My body can hike fourteen thousand feet. It runs, practices yoga, and dances. It hugs, cuddles, and kisses. My body cooks, sneezes, and types. It smiles and laughs. It fuels my potential and my contribution to the world. It deserves my respect. I honor it when I reject the idea that there is such a thing as a perfect size. Building confidence in my body starts with acknowledging all the good it does for me, and goes from there.