Tonight I was at the Y and while I popped into the women's locker room, I almost (almost) walked over to weigh myself. I chose not to. While I was trying to read through the magazine as I was huffing and puffing through another cardio session (I had run earlier with a co-worker at the school track). One of the girls that I know made the comment about how she wanted a bikini body like the ladies on the cover. I told her I just want to be fit.
The more I think about it, the bigger my desire is not to be skinny, but to be fit, to see the muscle definition, to know I can run, to be active, to fit in the clothes that I currently have, to feel powerful. I'm not a number from a scale. I'm not a number from my pants. I'm not the letter that's on my shirt. I'm Cathy. And I'm becoming comfortable in the skin that I have...
The choices that I make in my life physically and with food need to reflect the desire to be fit, not thin.
2 comments:
Thank you for this. I am struggling with feeling comfortable in my own skin right now. I feel like I should weigh 115like I did at 15 besides 155 like I do now at 30. I don't want to be that skinny, but I would like to be tone and fit. I just don't know where to start. I've never liked working out. Which I blame on being naturally skinny as a child. Maybe you could blog sometime about your exact workout.
Mother of 3 needing help.
That's awesome girl. Totally awesome! I know a lot of people reading that book. :)
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