After stopping, I gained that 20 pounds back though.
So now I am sticking to my guns and walking on lunch, and working out after work!
Can you believe how self conscious girls are of their bodies? It's horrible. The female body is an object that is supposed to be a reflection of yourself. But damn! All we can do is obsess about it 24/7. Worry, worry, worry. Not good enough, not good enough. Everyone will look at me and be able to tell I can't control myself when cookie dough is within reach. Everyone will look at me and be able to tell that I eat candy every day. Everyone will look at me and be able to tell that I have a nightcap every evening.
It's wrong that we have to see ourselves this way. It's wrong that to look good we are fighting a constant battle.
What do I want? Well I'm on the stupid wagon too. I want to look good. I want to fit back into my GOSHDERN pants! I have a beach trip coming up with guys and their hot girlfriends/wives and I do not want to be the chunky, misshapen uggo along for the ride. But why? Why are we ever ashamed? I can't help that I have a big butt and small boobs. Why should I try to hide and mask that? I can't help that I have a round face and naturally chubby cheeks. UGH INTERNAL CONFLICT.
Well, regardless, it is healthy to exercise and eat less junk. So I am doing that for my health, and welcoming any improvements that brings to the vessel I was given.
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