This blog was started as a story about my journey on the road to recovery from bulimia on to the healthy lifestyle that I have always wanted. I utilize running, exercise and balanced eating to create my healthiest self. Follow along as I complete my Fourth Year of abstinence from purging and train for my second marathon.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Stopping the "Fat Talk"
If I had a dollar for every time that I said something Negative about myself I would have... an exorbitant amount of dollars. Now, if I gave myself that SAME dollar for every time that I said something Positive about myself... Well, let's just say that bank account would have very minimal activity. And don't even THINK about getting me to accept a compliment! I fend those off like the secret service protecting President Obama from enemy assassins!!!
For instance, when I was doing my arm workout in front of the mirror today, I immediately noticed my stretch marks and the fact that my triceps still sag. Or when I saw my reflection in the windows walking into work, all I could stare at was my accentuated muffin top :/. It is as if I am hard wired for self negativity. I don't even think twice before the thought, "God, I look awful in this outfit" crosses my mind. Or I think, "What I wouldn't DO to have her body!". Yet, I can count on one hand the number of good things I may say about myself. And I know I am not the only one.
WE ALL DO IT!!! Even worse... we allow each other to get away with it.
When your friend tells you, "Man, I have really let myself go," we don't stop her or correct her for what she is saying. Just like when you say to them, "I feel like such a fat ass after eating all of that food." When it comes to Fat Talk sabotage we are all GUILTY AS CHARGED!
It is time for all of it to stop! Starting right now I am pledging to END THE FAT TALK! Any time I say or think something negative about myself or my appearance I am going to stop, and correct it with something positive and reaffirming. To my stretch marked and undefined arms I repent by saying, " Look at those GUNS!" (and give them an Arnold Schwarzenegger kiss). To my muffin top in the window I say, "Those are some strong legs!" And to any compliment that just may happen to be thrown my way I say, "Why Thank You!" And the same goes for all of my friends. If you begin any "Fat Talk" while you are around me... you will be corrected and reprimanded. We all need to start being a little nicer to ourselves.
After all... If I can't be nice to me, why should anyone else?! It just isn't fair. I am a strong, hard working woman who deserves to feel good about herself regardless of my exterior.
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