Me (left) and Heidi circa 1987. |
This morning I found a grey hair, but it wasn't on my head. I've been dealing with my grey on my head for years now, thanks to my dad's side of the family, so it was easy to just say I started going grey early, and it didn't reflect on my true age. But now, well, it's a whole different story.
At first I totally dismissed what she was saying...blushing on the other end of the phone, saying things like "well if you saw my belly you wouldn't say that" and "I don't look young, I look like I need botox!" and "If you saw me in person you'd see I need to lose at least 10 pounds"...and all of the other self-deprecating thoughts that typically go through my head throughout the day. But then I stopped myself...and I said, "You know how I do it? I work HARD". I try to eat the best foods that I can feed my body, I exercise HARD 6 days a week, I stretch, I drink a lot of water and a green monster smoothie everyday, I don't touch fast food, I read every day, I blog (which is like journaling to me), I exfoliate with body brushing and my beloved Clairsonic Mia, and I have had to make a concerted effort to work at it everyday I don't take any magic pills that allow me to sit on the couch and eat chips and ice cream all day (mainly because they don't exist) and I try really hard to protect myself by keeping toxic people and situations out of my life.
Mia |
Body Brush |
I'm not saying this to pat myself on the back or to scare anyone into thinking it's too difficult to lead a healthy lifestyle (and I have plenty more to learn and do and work on myself). But I really think that we need to face the facts and realize that this journey doesn't have an ending. You can't just lose 20 pounds and then say "there, I've done it...now i can eat what I want and stop all of that horrendous exercise". And apart from a physical handicap or illness, I think it's important to face theses realities and make ourselves a priority in this life.
Something clicked when I talked to my friend...I was finally ready to take responsibility, not only for my shortcomings but, for once, I was able to be proud of myself for something positive that I have done. I'm always so ready to tell you about my faults but not about all of the great things about me (I am still struggling with this though). I still look in the mirror and see flaws or see the number on the scale and get discouraged because I DO work so hard and wish I could shed those last few pounds....but I also need to be able to look in that same mirror and say "dang girl, you are 40 years old and have never looked so good in your life"! Not only that, but I FEEL good and I am HAPPY.
If we continue to wish that we were something else (thinner, younger, prettier, wealthier, etc.) then we will never have the chance to truly appreciate and love what we have right now. Whether you've lost 2 pounds or 200, or maybe just maintained a steady weight without gaining, you have something to be proud of. If you gone for a walk, taken the stairs, chose skim milk over whole, meditated, tried a new exercise, ate an extra veggie, or any of the other countless ways possible for taking care or yourself and shown some self-love then you need to take responsibility for the positive steps you've taken. Stop focusing solely on your 'failures' or slip-ups. Give yourself some credit when someone compliments you...this is HARD work and you deserve to feel good about it!
Once again my friend you amaze me with your words and thoughts.
ReplyDeleteIts hard to love ourselves after hating ourselves for so long don't you think?
It wasn't until I stopped weighing regularly did I come to the realization that I love myself and how much I've worked to get this body I now have.
I'm glad you shared this!
I swear, every post I read just gets better and better. You are a beautiful writer and a beautiful woman (yes, I can tell - even in that teeny tiny profile picture!) Stopping short of saying all of those things that we all think to ourselves and giving yourself the value you absolutely deserve is a step that I've just recently begun taking for myself. It's funny - we all long for compliments but then want to argue about them when we get them. So glad you saw what others see in you.
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