I never found my “skinny body”.
I am either an endomorph.....
..........................or a mesomorph....
............................................but, for sure, I am not an ectomorph.
Such is life.
Have you ever noticed that the grass is greener for many people? In body image lingo, that would be the ass Is leaner.
In life, curly haired people generally buy a hair straightener and straight haired people buy a curling iron. For some reason, many people want what they don't have.
If I had one wish for you, it is this: Accept Yourself for Who You Are.
I found that, for me, once I let go of the idea that I wasn't going to look like Olive Oil, I was happier with myself.
The point is this: For every negative quality we have, there is a corresponding positive attribute.
For example, I was born with the largest ever calves and thighs. It looks like I was bitten by the tsetse fly.
When I was two, my mom's cousin used to converse with my mom about my legs. I still remember when I saw him 26 years later at my wedding. He couldn't believe that it was me in that wedding gown....had I grown that much? I swore that it was me and raised my wedding gown displaying my legs. “Yep. It's you, alright” he said.
We laughed.
My legs and the way they look are still something that I need to accept.
Guess What? (Here comes the “good over evil” part).....Corresponding with those hideous pegs comes STRENGTH.
I am incredibly strong.
Now, would I trade that strength for skinny nice legs?....at this stage in my life, I would say “yes”, I would rather have “hot legs” over gargantuan pillars of strength....BUT.....It Is What It Is.
The beauty of my beast is that I look cool at power-lifting competitions!
Having big calves was totally uncool when I was growing up. All I knew was that I was different and it felt awful.
I always looked at others girl's gams with green eyes. I always felt “fat”, inferior, and unglamorous.
But, I wasn't fat! I was “stocky”. At that time, I had no idea what that meant, but now I do. I know that most people that are built like me (little brick shit house) are strong.
Even famous sport/celebrity people have issues with their body parts. Look at Tiger Woods (who is in a heap o' trouble while I am writing this). It is reported that he hates his smaller calves. He wishes that they were bigger. I'd trade him any day. His legs are more shapely than mine and would probably look better in heels.
To this day I hate to go shopping.
Trying to get my small waist and large legs into the same size pants is nearly impossible.
I don't know who designers design for. I am guessing stick figures. You know, the ones that you drew in elementary school. They certainly do not design for someone built like me.
This theory, that I call Mlaabats bias (“my legs are as big as tree stumps but I am strong”)can be used in many areas in your life.
Let's look at other undesirable attributes and apply this theory. I'll spell my undesirables out since I am the most familiar with them.
I have something like ADD, executive function disorder, closet eating habits, and procrastination. These are probably my worst attributes (besides my legs). These are all self-diagnosed ailments, so therapists cannot shred my diagnosis.....it is how I perceive myself.
Looking at my ADD is a great example of good and bad in the same demon trait. ADD allows me to focus like a gerbil on crack. I can't focus, pay attention, keep going with a project... oh look, there is a squirrel in the yard.
I think that I have struggled with this issue all of my life. As I grew up and angered my mom with my terrible grades I learned how to compensate. I still compensate.
But, that same ADD that has and continues to cause such strife does have a lot of positives. I can jump from one conclusion to the next and access trivial crap in my mind to bring two or more totally unrelated topics together.
Guess what? That ability makes me funnee.....and people perceive me as smart.
My ADD is both a blessing and a curse. I choose to see it as a blessing.
And So Like the Magnets on Your Refrigerator***, Find the Balance of your good and bad and stick with Loving Thighself.
***We all have a negative attribute and a corresponding positive attribute.
............................................but, for sure, I am not an ectomorph.
Such is life.
Have you ever noticed that the grass is greener for many people? In body image lingo, that would be the ass Is leaner.
In life, curly haired people generally buy a hair straightener and straight haired people buy a curling iron. For some reason, many people want what they don't have.
If I had one wish for you, it is this: Accept Yourself for Who You Are.
I found that, for me, once I let go of the idea that I wasn't going to look like Olive Oil, I was happier with myself.
The point is this: For every negative quality we have, there is a corresponding positive attribute.
For example, I was born with the largest ever calves and thighs. It looks like I was bitten by the tsetse fly.
When I was two, my mom's cousin used to converse with my mom about my legs. I still remember when I saw him 26 years later at my wedding. He couldn't believe that it was me in that wedding gown....had I grown that much? I swore that it was me and raised my wedding gown displaying my legs. “Yep. It's you, alright” he said.
We laughed.
My legs and the way they look are still something that I need to accept.
Guess What? (Here comes the “good over evil” part).....Corresponding with those hideous pegs comes STRENGTH.
I am incredibly strong.
Now, would I trade that strength for skinny nice legs?....at this stage in my life, I would say “yes”, I would rather have “hot legs” over gargantuan pillars of strength....BUT.....It Is What It Is.
The beauty of my beast is that I look cool at power-lifting competitions!
Having big calves was totally uncool when I was growing up. All I knew was that I was different and it felt awful.
I always looked at others girl's gams with green eyes. I always felt “fat”, inferior, and unglamorous.
But, I wasn't fat! I was “stocky”. At that time, I had no idea what that meant, but now I do. I know that most people that are built like me (little brick shit house) are strong.
Even famous sport/celebrity people have issues with their body parts. Look at Tiger Woods (who is in a heap o' trouble while I am writing this). It is reported that he hates his smaller calves. He wishes that they were bigger. I'd trade him any day. His legs are more shapely than mine and would probably look better in heels.
To this day I hate to go shopping.
Trying to get my small waist and large legs into the same size pants is nearly impossible.
I don't know who designers design for. I am guessing stick figures. You know, the ones that you drew in elementary school. They certainly do not design for someone built like me.
This theory, that I call Mlaabats bias (“my legs are as big as tree stumps but I am strong”)can be used in many areas in your life.
Let's look at other undesirable attributes and apply this theory. I'll spell my undesirables out since I am the most familiar with them.
I have something like ADD, executive function disorder, closet eating habits, and procrastination. These are probably my worst attributes (besides my legs). These are all self-diagnosed ailments, so therapists cannot shred my diagnosis.....it is how I perceive myself.
Looking at my ADD is a great example of good and bad in the same demon trait. ADD allows me to focus like a gerbil on crack. I can't focus, pay attention, keep going with a project... oh look, there is a squirrel in the yard.
I think that I have struggled with this issue all of my life. As I grew up and angered my mom with my terrible grades I learned how to compensate. I still compensate.
But, that same ADD that has and continues to cause such strife does have a lot of positives. I can jump from one conclusion to the next and access trivial crap in my mind to bring two or more totally unrelated topics together.
Guess what? That ability makes me funnee.....and people perceive me as smart.
My ADD is both a blessing and a curse. I choose to see it as a blessing.
And So Like the Magnets on Your Refrigerator***, Find the Balance of your good and bad and stick with Loving Thighself.
***We all have a negative attribute and a corresponding positive attribute.
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