(Forgive the typos etc, this post is unedited and I didn't read it over)
Growing up I was never a skinny girl. I've never been. Looking at my family, no one is skinny, and genetically, I'm destined to be thick.
However I've spent the last few years trying so many diets and gimmicks, hopping from one gym to another, all in pursuit of being a slimmer me. So far I have not achieved that purpose. I'm still a UK 14. (US 10)
I don't see myself being a size 6 anytime in this life. It's time to accept me for who and what size I am. No more buying clothes one size smaller to 'encourage' myself to fit into them. A full closet of unworn clothes are a testament to that fact.
Don't get me wrong, I love my self, I love my body. I believe I'm truly beautiful and it helps that I'm constantly being complimented on my good looks. (HumbleBrag)
However, society has pressurized me into thinking I've to be a certain size to be acceptable. I see girls all around me doing extreme diets, from mastercleanse to atkins to fluid only, just to shed those pounds and I begin to wonder, why can't I do these things? It's hard, I've attempted so many of those, and what happens. I lose max 10lbs, then it creeps back up.
I love food, I love cooking and I love eating. I don't see myself passing over so many good food in the world. Don't get me wrong, I'm a believer in healthy eating. I'm not a junk food eater. I love home cooked meals with a glass of wine. My occasional dessert treats with my girls can't be missed. See why I can't be on a veggies only diet?
On the plus side (no pun intended), I love exercising. From Spinning, to body pump, to jogging, call me I will be there. I make sure I get in 3 days a week. So I'm not an exercise hater.
So yea I am comfortable and happy with my body but when days I get 'playful' comments like "you have such a pretty face, you will be so much prettier if you lose a little weight"
Yea they are tiring and make me think for a second how I may have body issues.
I got up from bed this morning after a 2hr night sleep with the realization that I may not be a size 6, or an 8 but I do love my body, I feed it right, I exercise and I don't deprive myself of food. Some may say I'm fat, thick, plus size, whatever, but I am comfortable in my skin. If the pounds drop by my healthy lifestyle, fine, if they don't, fine. I will still love and accept myself.
No more buying clothes sizes smaller in the hope of fitting into them. I'm going to go straight to my closet right now and take out all the undersized clothes I'm probably never gonna fit into anytime soon. Time to clean out my closet and buy things that flatter my apple shaped body.
Embracing my body and myself.
P:s Happy New year, hope the year has been good to everyone. Sorry for the long silence. Life's storm got in the way. I didn't drown, I'm a survivor.