I’m a pretty laid back person, I try not to stress too much and just go with the flow. Sometimes though I find myself so wrapped up in blogging, instagram, twitter, Netflix, magazines, blah blah blah that I start to just feel like someone else-someone I don’t like all that much.
If you’ve been to my apartment, you know that PartyDog and I subscribe to a lot of magazines….to the point where we can’t keep up with reading them. It’s bad, I know, but any time I see a deal for a magazine subscription I just buy it. Having so many magazines to read at my disposal has helped me to create a Sunday morning routine: wake-up, go to the gym, shower, put pj’s back on, make coffee and oatmeal and read through a few magazines.
Nice little relaxing Sunday morning right?
Except for the fact almost every magazine I read basically talks about one thing: dieting. Every other page there’s either an ad for some new diet pill, a review of the new fad diet or a picture of a woman with the perfect body we all want so bad.
Skinny is such a bad word in my opinion…. It can mean so many things to so many different people. I hate that silly word.
I understand that this time of year a lot of us tend to indulge more than usual but these magazines make it seem shameful to even have just 1 piece of pie or 1 cookie, or a little larger portion than normal of one of your favorite foods.
Why should I feel guilty if I indulge every once in a while? Everything in moderation-balance is key-finding what works for you…that all makes sense to me. Not this:
Since when does my ‘calmness’ have to do with me being slimmer? Can’t I take a yoga class, go for a walk or read a book to calm down? Now they are telling me I need to lose weight to make my life a little less stressful?
I don’t get it which is why I’m letting go of these magazines. I’ll continue to subscribe to my cooking ones (Bon Appeitit I love you!) but the ones that try to convince me to try a different diet on every page, I’m pitching. I don’t need that kind of nonsense constantly floating around in my busted brain. I already know that I eat really healthy and exercise probably too much—I ‘ve figured out what works for me so when I start questioning my diet or exercise routine, I know it’s time to take a break from all that.