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Built Like I Was Meant To Be Built

Posted Aug 03 2011 5:11pm
Ever since I started blogging have been more aware of my attitude towards my body. Perhaps it is because I am constantly scouring for ideas to write about. But on the flip side, I am sometimes hesitant to write about my actual body, because most of the time in my life, my body and I have not gotten along.

I've always desired the slender look. Not skin and bones (gag), but slender and be able to pull of certain fashion looks with ease and not have to worry about do I look like I'm starting my second trimester in this? Be able to throw on a bikini on a whim and not have to think about what I'm going to eat the three days leading up to it.

I am realizing more so through prayer and reflection that God has not designed me to be that slender figured lady. Sigh. But He has designed in the proper build for who He wants me to be.

Even though I have now realized lankiness is not apart of my future, I am still trying to lose weight, to be healthy, not pull the most awesome pair of skinny jeans this girl south of the Ohio river can rock.

But I am realizing that even with weight loss this girl...will have curves. I'll always have the rear that has made my friends dedicate these two songs to me.
Trace Adkins "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk"
Queen "Fat Bottomed Girls"

Seriously, J.Lo has some competition with this back side ;)
And I'll always have a chest that makes me think twice before wearing certain tops, have to buy the sports bras that seriously lock and load and buckle four times over (a wee exaggeration but those who know you'll understand)
I'll always have what I call my stub legs, which are way more muscular than I give them credit. But my calves do rock out a pair of heels like butter rocks out in pastry. 
I am realizing my body is mine and no one else's. No body is built exactly like me, and no one will ever be built exactly like me. 
I am realizing that being "thin" is never going to solve my problems. I may reach what I would consider my glorious happy weight, but if I haven't learned to love myself for who God created me to be, that weight is useless. It is an empty goal that is centered in the world's focus of numbers define happiness. 
In order for this whole health journey to work, to happen to its fullest potential. I have to start loving myself NOW. Not when I reach my goal. Heck, I may never reach my goal. If I base my self love on that what a sad life that would be. 
So here's to loving curves, the section of jean that sticks out in the back, lock and load sports bras and realizing that God created me perfect in His eyes and it's my job to treat my body with the respect He deserves for creating it. 
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