I have two kids and they are a big reason for my push to get healthy in 2017. Not only do I want to see where they will go, watch them marry, have children and be ridiculously proud of everything that they accomplish. I want to set a good example for them…show them how to love their body and eat for nourishment…not to eat their feelings.
This is where the rubber meets the road…how do I do that, when I really HATE what I have become?
I love what my body has been capable of…it created life! It has seen me through tough times and trials…climbed mountains, cleaned up after natural disasters, danced ballet… but I have not been a good steward of the gift I have been given. I have abused it, taken it for granted.
Now I am in the position that I have to admit I was wrong (I really dislike admitting that I didn’t do something perfectly, goes against my perfectionist ways). I also have to do it in time to show my kids the right ways to eat, move, live.
I have embarked on a challenge…feel free to join me if you wish, I would love to hear some feed back. I have picked the one part of my body that doesn’t often see the light of day….my belly…it is lily white and rarely, if ever, has seen the sun. I have decided that I am going to wear workout clothes (when I am with my trainer) so that my belly is exposed. Please understand, I work out with a personal trainer once a week, in her basement…she will be the only one to see my shame, the part I dislike most about myself. This may seem like a simple thing…I am starting with baby steps!
This is not about throwing modesty to the wind…but I need some shock therapy, so to speak, to get my secret out in the open. I am giddy and slightly nauseous about doing this challenge, but I think that it will give me good perspective.
I see my children and they are simply beautiful…their rounded cheeks, the way they move. They are so innocently accepting of their bodies…I want that for myself.