To Lose Weight This Year or Not?
January is the most difficult month to love the body you have. Whether you consider yourself skinny, curvy, or somewhere on the spectrum between the two; this is the month where every other commercial plays on our body insecurities whether we have them or don’t. In order to watch, listen, or log-on, it’s like we have to suit up with thick metal armor in order to look in the mirror and say: I’m pretty awesome. Just as I am.
Bad grammar aside, I’m thinking about bumbling Bridget Jones. Yes, she’s fictional and, yes, Renee Zellweger was nominated for an Oscar for gaining a whole bunch of weight to look like us regular folk, but I can’t help but swoon every time Darcy tells Bridget that he likes her just as she is. I have a hunch I’m not the only one.
January, of course, is the start to a new year. Marketing tells us it’s really the start of forking over a few dollars every week to have someone else weigh us or send pre-packaged meals to our door step. It’s probably also a quick start to being very hungry. Or sweaty and out of breath. With the goal to weigh less and be fabulous!
It would be far cheaper for me to just go ahead and either learn Photoshop or hire someone else to do it. Because, honestly, we are comparing ourselves to people that don’t really exist. Celebrity moms never have stretch marks. If you can find a stretch mark on a celebrity mom, you have found the Where’s Waldo of proof that they are just like us. Until then, we’re comparing ourselves to a mouse click.
The truth is I will never be skinny. Never. And I am more than okay with that. There is no way that I can ever remove the marks that crisscross my stomach. Or change that I am an abysmal five feet tall. I gave up on reaching the third shelf of anything . . . last year.
But as much as I feel like a huge sellout, I am going to make some changes this upcoming year.
First of all, I need to start acting my age and stop listening to Justin Bieber regardless of how catchy his pop songs are. Second, instead of looking at the treadmill, I should probably get on it. That thing will not operate itself unless I am a Jedi; which I am not. All joking aside, I know what it is I need to do and so do you. In 2013, I want to live with courage: the ability to know what I have to change and face my fears enough to just go ahead and do it.
I like me just as I am, but there’s nothing wrong with a little self-improvement.