My toughest bootcamp yet

I was at a local bootcamp last night. The instructor is an energetic, Christian woman that is super passion about health and her faith.
In the midst of our warm up, she said that she had a mental exercise for us during our cool down. How hard could that be?
I am strong.
I feel like I have the ability to workout hard and slowly been reaping benefits of being mentally there and physically stronger. Everything was good until she blurted out the request.
Really? You want us to go around the circle whilst we stretch and share what we love about ourselves.
Oh boy.
That's tough.
I felt pressure to come up with something. To which she went on, this time we will share our favorite physical attribute. So much going deeper to share about our emotions, our life's perspective and our personality.
I choked.
Really?
I tried very hard to not concentrate on the mental challenge and work at the task at hand...as that was challenging in itself!
But as we cooled down, she didn't forget. Eek..quick think!! I began my running list on body parts:
...definitely not my cankles nor my legs that seem to sprout varcious veins daily. It couldn't be my thighs...tho I have lost weight I feel I have so much room for improvement. Not the cellulite on my butt, nor my war zone smash of stomach proving I've had children and a surgery. Couldn't be my arms that wave back to anyone looking in that direction. And on and on I went.
This was the toughest challenge that I had. I nearly cried. I know that I am 'wonderfully and fearfully made". I am raising daughters that watch my every move. I was convicted to love me for me. Tho I appreciate this body God has given me, my goal is to accept it. Some of me I loathe do to genetics but most of me is me because of choices I have made. Maybe it's out of guilt. Maybe I don't feel deserving. I don't know.
Yesterday was the most powerful workout I have ever had. I cannot stop thinking about my reaction and fear that paralysed me.
My upbringing is such that we don't talk about what we like about ourselves, that is inward focused and self-consuming. We ought to be humble and definitely oust any pride.
I do know that God made us in His image and loves us so much. If we cannot accept loving ourselves, loving on others becomes fake.
Today I choose to take steps toward being thankful and accept who God made...when He made me.