weight for me

Get it? Weight? Forgive me, my very patient readers, I feel unusually punny this morning.

I was still young when I first discovered the social standards of what’s an “acceptable body type”. Even then, it perplexed me. How can there be a standard for bodies when there are at least 7 billion people in the world, with obviously very different frames and figures? What’s even more confusing is the decreasing number on the scale that’s religiously celebrated by TV ads, magazines and fashion shows—soon enough in the streets of cities and the hide outs of far flung towns too.

Body image is both a personal and a social concept. Much of how we objectify beauty  is caused by the culture we live in. Beauty in an African town, not yet reached by the claws of New York runways, may be an exquisite, dark-skinned lady with a short, curly hair and hefty womb, ideal for child-rearing. In Japan, it could be captivating doll eyes and a petite frame, emphasized by a bright eye make-up and pastel, baby doll dresses. In fashion week, it’s a size zero, thigh-gapped, perfectly-sculpted, 5’7 and above model walking down the runway for some of the biggest names in the industry.

What’s my point there? That even in a very superficial and judgmental society,  beauty is and always will be relative.

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This isn’t the part where I say, well be unhealthy and and raise you middle finger in mock salute to those who eat greens. That’s not my intention.

If the world gets to set standards on beauty, so can you. Make it personal; make it about you. Embrace your curves, your slim figure, your bum, your muscles—everything about you. If you still wanna lose some weight, fine. Go for it! Before you do that though, make sure you love yourself first because if you’re counting on loving yourself when you’ve lost all the weight, it might not work. Often, body image issues aren’t even physical. It’s what you see, not what really is.

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I want you to look in the mirror and see someone beautiful.

I hope you’ll step on that scale and love yourself whatever number it shows.

I beg that you walk in any store and ask for your size confidently, not caring if it’s in one or two digits.

I pray that you’ll be happy with who you are, proud that you’re beautiful in every single way.

 

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GOAL: leaner, healthier me

Setting goals are easy, living up to them is the hard part.

I find that visual reminders of goals increases the accountability I have to fulfill them so here I am blogging about a goal I have in mind. I want to be healthier and leaner because all my other goals are contingent upon that. My dreams of biking the European countryside, climbing Machu Picchu, kayaking through rough rivers, running a marathon  and learning to dance Flamingo in Andalusia, I wouldn’t be able to it if I don’t have the stamina and the energy of someone who works out and eats right.

This goal isn’t about losing weight or attaining a shape to be more attractive or acceptable to fit a standard society has. I need to to clear that up right away because I don’t want people to look at the mirror and not see someone beautiful. Cliche as it may sound, ones beauty is judged only by the eye looking at it and frankly the only person whose opinion matters is yours. Think you’re pretty and you will be, that’s what I always thought and it worked out well for me.

When you work hard to lose weight just  to look prettier or more attractive, even when you shed all that body fat you will still look at a mirror and knit pick your imperfections. Beauty is a thought process, a state of being not just a physical form. Lose weight and be healthier because you love yourself not because you hate how you look.

the OM-NOM-NOM monster

Another entry on food

This morning I woke up to the sweet smell of muffin on the table. It’s one of our staple pastries and we usually buy them from a small bake shop 3 blocks from our house. I know what you’re thinking, what’s wrong with that? Well, nothing but for people like me who are in love with food, that’s a really tempting wake up call.

I’ve already talked about how we should love ourselves enough to accept our beauty regardless of our size, color, race, height and weight. I will always believe and advocate for that but what I have not said on that post is how we keep ourselves healthy also because of that love.

You have to love yourself enough to be healthy, whatever size that might be in.

So how do we do that when all the temptations in the world present itself to us, calling our name and just really coaxing us to violate our healthy lifestyle. I say NO TO THE OM-NOM-NOM MOSTER, that uncontrollable, insatiable, weak being inside of us that falters to the scent of food and the promise of a feast.

I’m not saying that you shouldn’t eat all those guilty pleasures you have. Trust me, I’m not at liberty to give that advice but promise to keep yourself in check because you may not like the consequences of those choices. Just enjoy the food without compromising you health. *wink*