No matter what, we are never satisfied. Always comparing ourselves to the next woman's body. Most of it stems from what the world perceives as beautiful, or fit. Growing up, I was always toothpick thin; I dare not had one curve on my body. I went through being teased, called Olive Oyl to Gumby. Of course I laugh now, but at times it did hurt my feelings. So with that struggle to gain weight, in my twenties, I found ways that increased mass, I slowly started putting on weight and loved every minute of it. I got comfortable and laid off of the supplements for a while. Now that I hit a plateau years ago, I have constantly been gaining weight and trying hard to lose some of it. I'm not overweight, but not "satisfied" with where I am.
In the old days, women having curves and being a size 12 was looked at as beautiful, not flawed. A few extra pounds are what a man loves, they say, but why should we always worry about being "perfect" in a man's eyes? Why can't we just be happy with who we are at whatever size we are? So as of today, I take the pledge, to get healthy FOR ME; not for society standards.
The goal shouldn't be whether to lose lose weight, or to gain weight, it should be set on getting healthy - being perfectly fit in your own skin. The scale is just a number, I have learned that. Start taking before an after pictures to measure your progress, also take measurements. If you have a goal in mind, make sure it is to be the best you, not the best compared to someone else's body.
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