Taking Up Space (With Photos)
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Whoa, it's been a while! Just a quick check in. My workouts and unprocessed eating have been going well. I feel like I'm very well able to practice moderation. A slice of pizza or a scoop of ice cream isn't going to make or break me and I'm loving it.
I also started a new workout program. I'm in the first week. It's by Nia Shanks of Lift Like a Girl fame. It's a fifteen week lifting program. GETTIN SWOLE WITH IT.
I'm on a mission of self-acceptance, of not needing to fix my "flaws" but learning that I have none. I have a body. A good one. A strong one. One that my husband really really likes. And you better believe I've got cellulite and extra fat and rolls and muscles and legs that I only shave when I really have to. This body is mine. I work hard because I love it. Not because I hate it.
I'm going to continue to strength train. And my muscles are going to grow and build and you better believe I'm going to take up space. I am not going to disappear. I'm not going to diminish. I am going to grow and I am going to own the space I inhabit.
See those sleepy eyes? No makeup? Wide hips? Those are MINE.
Cellulite? Strong tummy? KILLER QUADS? All mine.
Dat butt. It takes up SPACE. It will never be small. I will always have fat deposits on the backs of my thighs. My butt will never fit into a bikini bottom. But it's mine. I love it. It is killer in some jeans. And my hubby sure does think it's great.
That back? MINE. Strong. Broad. Muscular. All mine.
I OWN the space I use. Today I feel strong. Tomorrow I might feel a little insecure. But it's a battle I will win. My body does not look like a fitspo image. That's okay. Most of us don't. And comparison is absolutely the thief of joy. I'm done with that. I will OWN my space.