I had planned just a little game… just to make my belly move a bit. Nothing crazy. But at one moment, everything changed. My oiled body shining under the light, my hands sliding over my skin and when I tried to really make it bounce… it became impossible. My belly, too heavy, pulled me forward with every move. My breathing turned into a whistle, every inhale a fight, my arms shaking to hold myself up 😍

It was intense, heavy, crushing I felt myself slipping, like I was destroying myself for your fantasy. And yet that’s my conditioning: pushing myself, again and again, to make each moment more extreme, more real, more brutal, more obese 🥵