As I mentioned in my “Fit For A Cobber” post I’ve been working with a trainer and trying to revamp my lifestyle. One of the things I’ve been putting the most focus on is my level of physical fitness and my self-esteem level.
Back in April, I tried on this pair of skinny jeans that I absolutely LOVED. While I grudgingly accepted that I would probably need to get the biggest size we had in stock, I was confident that I would still be able to fit into those jeans. When I got in the fitting room and they were a good three inches away from
being able to button, my whole world seemed to come crashing down. I was disappointed in myself and I felt REALLY bad about the way I looked. Today, on a whim I decided to try on the same pair of pants, and to my amazement, they fit! I was really proud of myself for being able to fit into these jeans that I so badly wanted, but didn’t think I had a chance of wearing.
Fitting into those jeans made me think of a lot of things. First off, it made me realize that my hard work really is paying off. Secondly, it made me think of how much image affects people’s lives day to day. It made me wonder why I’m doing what I’m doing. Am I doing it for myself, or am I doing it because it’s what society wants me to do?
We live in a society where everyone obsesses about the way they look. I hear “I’m too fat for these jeans” and “I hate my (insert body part here)” on a daily basis. It makes me sad that people feel so badly about themselves that they see the negatives of how something looks before they see that the color makes their eyes brighter or that the shape of a shirt gives them an excellent figure.
While I know that I’m working out for myself and not for anyone else, it still makes me sad that I even had to question my own motives. If there’s anything I wish I could ask my customers, it would be why they hate the way they look.
A couple weeks ago, a lot of my friends were posting something on Facebook about the Dove Campaign for Real Beauty. Watching the video, it makes me realize how hard people really are on themselves. Someday, I hope that life isn’t like that for people. I want people to to be happy with their lives. I hope that someday, everyone is accepting of everyone. It may be a long road to travel, but hey. If it’s as good as indulging in a brownie every now and then, the journey will definitely be worth it.
Remember to love who you are!