My realization - a moment of body image zen.

As I watched my room mate effortlessly cram a greasy Friendly's tuna melt into her perfect skinny body, I briefly thought "I would kill to have her metabolism." If I so much as eyeball a deep-fried anything I feel half a pound travel through the air from the food to me and attach itself firmly to my hips. If I had her metabolism I could eat anything, all that greasy food, all that sugar, all that fatty food that right now is off limits....

And thats when it hit me. I could eat all those things, and I probably would if I could get away with it. It hit me then, why on earth would I be wishing I could eat that junk? Aside from the addictive tastiness of some of those foods, there is no reason on earth I would want that stuff in my body. Sure, with the right metabolism I could still be thin, but what about acne, high blood pressure, heart attacks, sluggishness, all the other horrible things those foods cause?

So right now I would like to say that I love my body. I love it for holding me to a higher standard. For having a built in alarm system that makes it look nasty on the outside when I put nasty things on the inside. Now I see people that can eat anything and stay thin not as having "enviable metabolism" but as having a body that has lowered its standards and surrendered to the American fast food phenomenon. I am so grateful to my body for saying to me "I'm not going to take this. You will not be rewarded unless you put the right stuff in here." On that note, I'm glad my body refuses to let me be lazy. If I could drop pounds without working out, I sure would. But my body says "No. You will work and sweat to earn the appearance you want."

So this is my moment of zen, the first time I have seen my body for what it is; a beautiful creation of self-motivation towards health. I don't need someone to tell me I should work out or tell me to eat healthy, my body forces me to do these things if I want to look and feel my best. I don't think I've loved my body this much in a long time.
 
that is BY FAR the best post I have read in some time!

FF
 
Sometimes we get too engrossed in our nutrient metabolism, and forget we have to metabolize our brain, and realize that we ALL are a work of beauty on the inside and out.

Great post, Panda.



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Great outlook

I really agree with what you have to say we constantly justify what we or others eat by their or our size.
We say "oh they can eat that because they're so skinny or smaller than I am"
and believe that's it's ok for someone to eat all the junk and unhealthy foods they want but what we tend to forget about is no matter what someone's size, the food "itself" that we put into our bodies is what can be unhealthy in turn making us unhealthy.
Society allows us the to follow what we "see" in others and what we believe about ourselves instead of believing our own instinct and and educating ourselves on what we can do to allow positive changes in our own health and physical appearance.
Being thin or skinny does always equal healthy ,fit and strong and to me those last 3 are what I would prefer to live by.
So in closing( I know finally right? haha) all I have to say is the opinion and awareness you just shared should be thought about when we look at others and how they determine what we would allow for ourselves and change our way of thinking.
Eating better ,moving a little more and remember our bodies can be so much more than we realize in what ever way you want it to be ...moderation :)
 
nom nom nom, pizza!!

:D

I was kidding! That post was pretty darn good. And yet another source of motivation for me! +rep
 
Ms Panda....

I have no clue how old this post is, but after finding it, I had to let you know this hit home with me. Thank you for putting this up.

After the image issues I've had with myself recently, seeing this is just what i needed to get my perspective back in line.

Absolutely a superb post!! + reps for you :)
 
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