It's true.
My mom and I have been going for walks or bike rides or just a little something to get our heart rates up everyday for a week. Not only do I look forward to this time but I'm sad when it ends.(My mom and I are EXTREMELY close, she is my best friend).
We had gotten done walking our mile today and she told me that she was incredibly proud of me because I set my goal and I've been working hard to achieve it. Even when people try to break me. And I literally almost cried right there.
These are the moments that make calorie counting, walking miles at a time, saying no to the spaghetti and all that worth it.