Sunday Sesh {Exposed Snippets}

TOMORROW is the start of the ‘Exposed Movement Week‘ and to be honest I’m a little nervous and VERY EXCITED!


If you’re thinking of joining in, head over here, where I’ve outlined how you can join in this year. If you don’t have a blog, but would like to guest post here…that’s cool to. Just shoot me an e-mail and photos (if you’re gonna use photos) to michellegay (at) and I’ll guest post them throughout the coming week.

In light of the coming week, I think that I’d re-post some snippets from people who posted in 2009 and 2010. Enjoy! Click through on the links and it will highlight all of their photos on their original blog posts 🙂 Last week I did a Sunday Sesh with some Exposed snippets as well.

From: Katy: KatyWidrick

I am happy 10 pounds lighter, of course, but my current weight allows me to run 10 miles without blinking; be a serious contender in my age group for triathlons; eat what I want, when I want, with no guilt; make friends from across the blogging world; be a happy and healthy wife, daughter, cousin, co-worker, friend.

From: MommyMo: Growing Up Mo’

I thought about HOW HARD the last 5 miles of that race were due to my bum hip and it’s refusal to cooperate with me.  I thought about HOW I AM NOT A QUITTER AND I WILL CROSS THAT FINISH LINE WHETHER I WALK, RUN, OR CRAWL.

This is ME, in all of it’s glory and I LOVE IT.

That was freeing and emotional at the same.  Damn, I feel like I could climb Mt. Everest right now.

From: Katie:HeadHeartHealth

In all honesty, I was more than slightly worried I was going to completely freak out when I saw how I really look in the cold light of day (without a tan!).

It is a testament to the progress that I’ve made that I didn’t see anything to loathe or hate in this photo. All I saw was the beauty of a wonderful, divine body that is far more intelligent and capable than anything my brain can imagine.

From: Trish: Justthe6ofus

*I birthed 3 babies & have the privileged to help mother a 4th (my step son)
*I breastfeed them
*I am loud & funny
*My arms are strong, full of hugs and love
*My hands hold the hand of my soul mate & my kids
*My Legs gave me the strength to run and have carried me over countless miles
*My knees have knelt before my grandmother grave 1000′s of times
*My feet have paced the floor many times to soothe & dance with my children

From: Mary: AMerryLife

My body is not perfect.  In fact, it is probably farther from “perfect” than anyone who has done this yet, but I’m comfortable in it.  And I love it… because it’s mine.  No one else’s.  So if I think it is beautiful, then it is.

It’s taken a lot of tears and lots of practice to get to the point where I love my body.  I’m still working on it.  Some days, I don’t do as well as others.

From: Stephanie:Noshtopia

Today, I am experiencing pleasure in my body for the first time in my life which I never really allowed myself to do before. I know this sounds cliche but I can’t describe it any better, but I am experiencing an awakening at 42 years old, and it’s amazing!

From: Sue:Mrs.Fatass

Now, on the first anniversary of the Exposed movement, I’d love to stand here before all of you and say Hey! I’ve learned to celebrate my body the same way I celebrate my heart and mind! But really, I’m not sure that’s totally true. I’ve learned an absolute shit-ton about how to take better care of my body. How to fuel it and work it and make it strong. I take it to the gym now. I dressed it in bikinis all summer. I have pampered it. Allowed the pretty to come through. Embraced certain things about it that people have tried to make me feel bad about in the past, but that I kind of liked all along


I’m just so excited by it all. It’s incredibly inspiring and brave!

Mish xo


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