Body Loving – Part One

The feedback from yesterday’s post about Fat Girl was overwhelming.  Thank you for all of the messages and texts and comments out there in social media land.  Inspiring and heartwarming and supportive.

Before I get into the whole Letting Life Happen plan, I want to take some time to share what I was feeling this morning.  I got up this morning and did a workout.  Not because I felt I had to, but because I wanted to.  My favorite workouts are my Zumba videos in the privacy of my basement.  (But if you know me, I am likely going to shake it anywhere I hear a good beat, including the aisles of Target or among the racks at Forever 21 – much to my daughter’s horror.)  This morning, I woke and thought, I want to get my groove on.  So I did.

When I was getting ready to hop in the shower, I took a moment to look at my body. I mean really look.  Here’s what I noticed:

I have scars that tell my story.  There is the c section line, from two of the most amazing days in my life.  I have scars on each breast, from two surgeries that occurred in the last 6 months.  I have freckles and beauty marks from time in the sun.  I have tattoos that each have important meaning to me.  My feet are bigger than I would like, but I like my toes.  My belly is a little soft around the middle and will most likely stay that way as I age.  My arms are toned.  My legs are stronger and leaner than they ever have been.  I have wrinkles around my eyes when I smile.  I have gray hair and roots that need touching up.  There are many flaws to my physical appearance.  But at almost 45 years old, there isn’t anything drastic I want to change.  I am loving my body just as it is.

More importantly, there is something I didn’t do today.  I did not get on the scale.  I took that batteries out and packed it away.  I had originally thought I would put a time frame on it, letting life happen.  Say June 1 – September 1.  No getting on the scale.  Just healthful eating, regular exercise and not letting a little number back-lit in blue tell me how healthy my body is.  But in the course of talking to someone wise, I was informed that putting dates on it was still control.  So why not start immediately?  That’s what I did.  I put the scale down and backed away.

That’s the first baby step.   I would like to get through the summer without weighing in.  I am going to let my body tell what I need.  Trust my gut on how I am feeilng.

I am still working on the next step in the letting go process, again – attainable and realistic.

I mean it’s not like I am going to give up ice cream…..


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