Oh for god's sake. Can MMY be more self-involved? I take selfies at work instead of writing research proposals. (shhhh, I need my job.)
My new mantra: Strong is the new skinny.
Not a petite person but related to several and friend to many, I have always had a negative body image. The overly blessed bosom that I skinnied down with the help of a plastic surgeon 13 years ago had always been by nemesis. With that weight gone, you’d think I was slim-pickins. Not so much. I still want to be different that I am. I forever compare myself to the likes of others who are freak-of-nature gorgeous and with not-possible bodies. Aim high, right? Wrong when it comes to body image. Aim where you are then move if it makes you healthier.
On Sunday morning when my husband grabbed my arm (don’t call the police – it was in play) he said:
Dang, my wife is getting so strong and muscley. She feels like a 13-year-old boy.
1. Get your mind out of the gutter.
2. It felt dang good. I do feel strong.
Whether it’s the marathon training or the yoga or my age (45) – I am entering my own skin. I am still not skinny. I still rock the 3 (BIG) baby belly. But that’s okay with me. I am doing my best, getting stronger and feeling good. One day I may just feel great about it. For now, ‘good’ is as good as it gets.
ING Miami Marathon, here I come.
I want my daughters to love themselves as they are. The only goal is optimum health and maximizing potential. No size. No specific weight.
(I love Jane’s expression. This was taken after a Toys for Tots 5k.)
My middle daughter is 13 and for better or better or worse she is built like her mother only much better. I want her to embrace her build and her strength as a gift. She is Katniss to me – mighty, fierce, all girl and all things tenacious.
‘I just think it should be illegal to call somebody fat on TV.’
Katniss also said:
I think she’s gorgeous and I love her.
This one too:
Even if she does make fun of my selfies. Here’s her imitation of her mother:
If strong is the new skinny, this woman is a rail.
Do you think she’s pretty?
Up next: 18, baby!
Not my size (there I go again, still working on it)! My mileage.