The magazines are right. The media is right! These tiny
women we see on TV really are beautiful. And look at them… they are having the
time of their lives. They must have the answer to happiness. So who cares if
you can only eat 800 calories a day... look at how wonderful life would be. No
fears. No problems. If we looked like they do we would be worry free and life
would be perfect.
Right!? Who’s with me!?
Kidding.
Obviously.
A friend of mine asked me if I planned on running a local
half marathon in September. That used to be my goal… to run a half and then one
day a full. Then I would be a “real” runner. And I also thought that running
didn’t “count” unless I ran some certified race course. However, while training
for a half marathon I injured myself. I went to the doctor - they did x-rays
and I found out I had stress fractures in both shins… tibia to be exact.
Running at this point had already become very painful and basically I felt let down by running. I used to carry
around this idea that running is such a basic form of transportation and that
most of our ancestors ran and walked to get around so to me we as humans should
all learn to run and be able to run… as if it were our duty as a human. And now
running had turned its back on me. Yes I know- it’s my fault for over training
but still, the let down is there. That was about a year ago.
Now that I’m working runs back into my workouts, I’ve found
that my whole outlook has changed. The separation allowed me to distance myself
from those self imposed expectations and perhaps allowed me to grow and mature.
I no longer think that I HAVE to run a certified course to validate myself and
why should I feel the need to validate myself in the first place. (don't get me wrong.. races are still awesome but just in other ways)
I think trying to prove something or seeking out some
arbitrary idea of validation is what causes a lot of people to burn out, get
injured, and/or flat out give up. Now I do realize that there is a difference
in motivation and validation. But I also think it is a very fine line and it
can be easily crossed, as so it goes with fine lines.
I also think that validation plays a role in our body image
as well. Bear in mind that this is coming from a female point of view. I think
there is so much pressure on us, as women, to look a certain way. It’s a tired
argument, really, but still it affects us every single day.
On the TV and in the mags – waif like figures of women- we’re told 36-24-36 (or
whatever it is) is the ideal shape. We aren’t beautiful unless we look like
this or wear that or use a certain brand. We try to validate ourselves as women
by juggling a trillion things; we need to be good mothers, hard workers, good
cooks, smart and well read, we need to have hobbies, and we need rock hard abs.
And this all starts, usually, at a very young age. I
remember getting my hands on mom’s trashy gossip mags. Pictures of some
celebrity’s thighs covered in cellulite, shunned for “letting herself go”..
turn the page – a different celebrity, waif like and praised for her slim
figure... oh wait I think they called it “beach body”.
I think we would all be so much happier and so much more
productive if we could give up these expectations. Set our own expectations.
Make our own goals. Do, wear, and live the way we want. Let’s fight for a revolution.
A push for the sake of our mental health. Let us strive for happy and healthy. Besides -
happy and healthy are much sexier than pretentious and unnaturally thin.
But every day we should rise with confidence unmatched by
any supermodel, walk to the mirror and say “Baby, you’re beautiful”.
Cheers to Friday!
Cheers to doing what we want!!
Cheers to being sexy, happy, and healthy!!!