Day 409 - Who is this ranty-Mc-Rantperson?
Friday, August 02, 2013
Good morning everyone.
I wanted to thank all of you for your kind words and supportive comments on my last blog. I think I should take one moment to clarify - I don't think that there is anything wrong AT ALL with people who want to compare their times and compete with one another. I, personally, am having an insecure, uncomfortable moment with it. It's MY issue. Do I think anyone in my running groups thinks less of me because I run slower than them? None of the ones I would consider friends and good people. I wanted to express in my blog how -I- felt about not being able to 'compete' with times that are far beyond anything I can ever hope for. That's all. It leaves me feeling inadequate, and like I said I don't expect people to stop competing because it makes -me- feel bad.
Because, really, it comes down to my being able to have pride in what I can do. I can run for three hours at a time, giving it my all. Can a person who runs a half marathon at a 6 minute mile pace do the same? Can they compete a marathon at that pace? Not many people can. So, I get my jollies off the fact that I'm running for a longer time - even if someone can cover the distance in half the amount of time :)
Now, onto another rant that I think I will save for another day. I happened upon the following on Facebook (Source: https://www.facebook.com/Adipo
You’re fat. Get off your fat ass and get some exercise.
Okay, I’d love to. Let’s get some workout clothes!
Oh, we don’t have your size. Fat people don’t exercise so there’s no market for it. Have some men’s sweatpants and a man’s t-shirt.
What about my boobs?
We don’t have sports bras for you either. There’s a few specialty shops, if you want to spend hundred of dollars on a bra you’re going to sweat all over.
I guess I’ll just double-bra. Now, I need a gym membership.
Oh. Okay. I guess.
*dirty looks at fat woman* *makes a big deal out of sanitizing anything fat woman touches* *complains to gym about having to look at fat people* *generally treats fat woman like sh!t*
I’m not comfortable here at all. Maybe I’ll just go for a walk.
Hey, fatty! Don’t crack the pavement!
*condescending* Oh, it’s so great that you’re trying to lose weight.
I’m not. I just want to get in better shape.
But you have to lose weight! You’re so unhealthy!
YET ANOTHER PASSER-BY:
Mooooo! Look at the cow!
Yeah. I don’t think I want to be out here anymore. Maybe I’ll just buy some home exercise equipment.
SPORTING GOODS STORE:
Sorry. The weight limit on our equipment is 30 kilos less than you weigh. You’ll have to lose some weight if you want to exercise at home. Have you tried a gym? Or maybe just go for a walk?
I’m out of ideas.
Haven’t you lost any weight yet? Fat people are so lazy.
I can't think of any better way to express my opinion on this post than how I did in the comments section:
I stumbled on this and while I completely understand where it's intentions lie (and there are kernels of truth within each of the examples) there is something to be said for having the strength to triumph over perceptions and our own self-doubt. When I weighed 230lbs I could relate with every single thing up there. So, I decided I wouldn't pay attention to the "moo's" and laughter and degradation. I took responsibility for what I wanted to do and I DID it. It was slow. It was painful. I got healthy. I'm still getting healthy. Sure, all of those very real situations suck - and they kill any positive feelings of empowerment people may be developing; but, it's up to the individual what they do with them. You find a way. You get an exercise DVD. You double up bras. You don't look 'cute' for a little while. You choose to remember that what you're doing isn't for anyone but yourself. You choose to love yourself - and in doing that you're able to make any changes you want to see. The negativity spread by posts like this one makes me very sad - and only reinforces people's thoughts that they will always be the way they are because no matter what society, industry, and their own self-talk tells them so.
I've been very ranty lately. I think it's all the time I have to sit around and think - and the lack of almost medatative activities I miss engaging in (like running and yoga and biking.) So, I'm cooped up in my own head - and it's not turning out to be the most positive experience.
Still, what do you guys think? Am I totally off base on my feelings on this particular post?