There's a
great blog post up on
Jezebel about body image, weight loss, healthy, lady mags and society that is so amazing it just begs to be shared.
As someone who's struggled with weight and body image for the better part of my life, and is now trying to accept that it's not about how look, but I feel, I love the idea that exercise and eating right isn't about conforming to some size-six ideal that we think we should be. (Because, er, size six ain't never gonna happen with these hips.) Instead, it's about growing strong, and being strong, so we can do the things we love. Regardless of our size.
This paragraph is just full of awesomeness:
Your body was made for so much more than being looked at, deprived of food, and enjoyed by others. Your body was made for kicking some ass.
And so is this part:
Physical fitness doesn't have to be about anyone else but you or about anything else but becoming stronger. It's time we stopped associated exercise with a form of conformity and surrender, because do so is to deprive yourself of the potential that your body offers you.
And this part:
Maybe we should stop letting those things dictate how we see our bodies and start seeing our bodies as instruments of power rather than smorgasbords for others to feast on. Your body isn't a passive painting or a photograph, your body is a tool.
I think that's one of the many reasons why I'm loving yoga. I took a beginners' workshop this summer and have been going at least once a week, almost every week, since June. I'm not the most bendy person in my class, in fact, I'm far from it. But I love the way I feel when I'm doing it. And I love that I can feel myself growing stronger each week, holding
tree pose higher or longer than I have, making my way -- wobbly arms and all -- through
side plank.
So, amen to
Morning Gloria for her post. And here's to all of us being strong. And kick ass.
