Tuesday, May 29, 2012
So I read this article (link is below) and the first thing I said was, "Why didn't I write this?!"
For those of you who hate it when someone starts a blog only to give you a link to another blog, I'll put together a real nice summary for ya.
What I found very unique about this article was her approach. Instead of doing what most "body image" advocates do which is scream about those skinny runway models and their dang hip bones, she points her finger at the Fitness Industry. Yep. I'm talking about the very industry that we all love because it's about "health," right? The mags and workout videos, etc, that want us to believe (subconciously, of course) that to be REALLY healthy, we would be "tight," "toned," "lean," and "sexy."
Just ask Equinox Fitness. They objectify women all over the place...all in the name of "Fitness" and "Health." Sex sells, doesn't it?
I read this article as a mother of two children who's staying on top of what my kids are seeing. Do I want my 10-year-old daughter going on a diet because she's "told" in pictures how she should look? Do I want my son to grow up and seek out only women who look like the pictures in the magazines? Or do I want my children to see themselves as great people ---with great potential to change the world, regardless of what the mirror says? Because dieting all your life and looking for the "perfect woman" is like living in a prison.
One of my favorite quotes from the article is "Our bodies are not prisons – they are gifts that allow us to live and breathe and act and do and be."
Oh, for goodness sake...just go read it.
But don't mind the headless fitness model in the pic. The advertisers here want you to think only about her body. She doesn't need a head because (according to the ad) a woman with a head means she has a brain. And a woman doesn't need a brain to be "Fit" or be a REAL woman. All she needs is a nice rack and a six pack.
Friday, May 25, 2012
How's that for a title? Ha! Now that I've got your attention....tee hee
Every summer, I go through this crap mindset: "Everyone's looking at my stomach and my cellulite thighs and my big ole Fred Flintstone feet!"
And every summer, Biff (hubbie) says the same thing:
"People aren't thinking about you as much as you think they are."
Of course I come back with the whole, "But I'm thinking about them! Look at her... she's just about perfect! If I'm thinking about them, then you know darn well they are thinking about me!"
Then it hits me: We are a selfish people. Am I really that Self-Involved that I'm going to miss out on a great summer at the beach? Can't I forget what others are thinking for just a day? Cuz really, they ain't sitting around for hours looking at my lack-of-abs and jiggly caboose. Well, maybe for a moment they are. But pretty soon, they move on.
This Memorial Day weekend, I'm slappin' on my new Kathy Ireland plunge neckline bathing suit (great lil $5.00 find at my local thrift store), grabbing the kids and Biff, and we are going to ENJOY!
Life's too short, ya know?
What do you think? Do you obsess with this, too? How do you deal with these feelings? Have you missed out on great fun because you worry about what people think?
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Great day of eating! Not a veggie in sight! Ha!
Ok...not having veggies isn't something to be proud of. But this is: absolutely no guilt...whatsoever! And no bingeing!!
I was on the road alot yesterday with Biff, but I did bring oats and chicken breast to eat on the way. Another "go to" former comp food, but hey, it's sustenance. :)
Taco Bell was my postworkout meal: 2 grilled steak soft tacos (w/o cheese cuz I don't like the cheese, not becuz the cheese has more fat and calories). Ya know, those things are really a nice choice!
Pizza was a quick food choice since we just moved into a new place and I STILL haven't gotten into my Julia Child cooking routine. One slice and 2 breadsticks later...and I'm satisfied. Nothing like the way I used to eat pizza...by the box full.
I guess what I'm getting out is this: guilt can drive us to eat things we really don't want. And when we eat the things we don't want, all we can think about is eating the things we DO want. Eventually, we cave and eat the things we do want and binge. Or at least I do.
And while I feel a little bloated and tired this morning from not eating my greens, I feel pretty victorious. Today--I predict-- will be full of spinach, broccoli, tomatoes, and lovely avocadoes.
Because I WANT to. Not because I HAVE to. :)
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Had a great upper body workout this a.m., at the gym, although my strength is shot. I'm so much weaker than I used to be...but dad-gummit, I'm doing it.
During my grande finale on the elliptical, I said to myself, "Self, why are you spinning on this machine when it's sunny and you LIVE AT THE BLOOMIN' BEACH?!"
I talk to myself alot.
So, I decided that from this point forward (or at least til winter comes and my you-know-what can't take the cold), cardio will be at the beach. It only makes sense.
I'm giving the 5K Walk/Jog training plan a try. Not like I have the desire to run a 5K or anything. But training like that on the sand? Yah, Mahn! It is already very apparent how much harder walking on the beach is from walking on asphalt. (Holy Moly...can you say "burning calves??).
When I'm on the beach, there's a magic that happens. God is so very present, in every wave that comes in, in every crab that skid-addles across the sand, and in every grain of said sand that finds its way into my runners.
Think I'll meet God today on this walk/run/jog thingy.
Come on, God...let's go for a run. :)
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