Why do we women continuously berate ourselves to look a certain way? Why do we compare ourselves to supermodels, celebrities, and other women? Why can’t we accept ourselves and love our appearance?
From my own experience, I wasn’t that ‘obsessed’ with my figure/weight until I reached my 40’s. This was probably because I felt it was perfect before then and until gravity and middle age spread started! Since then I have been trying to reach 125lbs. Why that figure you may ask? Unfortunately, I can’t answer that as I’ve no idea why or where I got that figure from! So far I am 21lbs away from that (un)attainable goal.
On a positive note, I have lost some weight and toned up, waistbands are feeling a little loose, so I am making some headway. I did want to reach my target by the end of 2016 but I’m not going to beat myself up for not reaching it. At the end of the day, it’s in my own hands and I won’t blame anyone else. No one is forcing me to eat a family bag of Revels or salt & vinegar crisps. I always feel guilty afterward and try and eat better the next day.
My aim for 2017 is to eat healthier and cleaner and get moving more. I’m trying to exercise 5 times a week using a personal trainer I found on YouTube. Gyms don’t appeal to me as I feel everyone is watching/judging me. I try to be confident but sometimes I let myself down. All I want in addition to weight loss is thinner thighs, smaller hips, and a flatter stomach. Am I asking too much??
Whenever I look in magazines and see women in lovely fitted dresses with no lumps or bumps, I wish it was me. The truth is we don’t know what these women are wearing underneath those outfits. For all we know they could be wearing Spanx to hold it all in so they project a certain look. I’m sure they all have insecurities like us ordinary women.
Let’s make this the year we learn to love ourselves.