I love my body
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Today, as I was standing in the hallway in my bike clothes, waiting for the elevator, I was looking down at my tights-clad legs. I flexed my quads. I thought, "I love my body."
I am overweight. My BMI is just under "obese." This 185 pound body is not rippling with muscle. I have very long legs (I'm 5'6", and I have a 32" inseam), so I can carry an extra 20 pounds and still be pretty fit. But I consider 185 pounds to still be 20 pounds over what I'd like to weigh. (I'd love to get back to the 150 pounds I weighed when I was 20 - I was gorgeous!) So, my declaration of love for my body was not based upon how "hot" I look.
Back fat, saddle bags, inner thigh fat, round belly - I do not love them. But overall, I really do love my body. Every day, I thank God for my healthy body that does practically everything I ask it to. (It's not my body's fault my will power and discipline sometimes fail me.) I'm fit enough to commute by bike most days. I run, I hike, I ski, I swim. A lot of people would love to be healthy enough to do that. I don't take it for granted.
My body isn't as aesthetically pleasing as I'd like, but the power to change the outside package lies within me. Deciding to switch to multisport has allowed me to consider the possibility of getting my body weight down to the 150's. I've spent the last 20 years telling myself that while I could do it, I don't want to work that hard. Now, anything is possible.
So, I love you, body. I may say bad things about you from time to time, but please know that deep down, I recognize your faults are mine, not yours. Thank you for being strong, healthy, and resilient. Thank you for going days on end with 6 hours of sleep a night, only to get the occasional reward of a full 8 hours of sleep. Thanks for running reliably, even though I sometimes fuel you with absolute crap.
And thank you for looking so amazing in tights.