#WCW

Happy impending snowpocalypse! I don’t know about anyone else, but I am pretty excited about all this snow we are going to get. Not because I like snow–dear god I hate it–but because our office decided to close and I can probably spend a lot of time tomorrow on this blog and cooking masterpieces (oh, and spend time with you Neil if you are reading this…).  My work never closes, much less the day before, so I am pretty pumped.

I was going to jump on the What I Ate Wednesday bandwagon today, but I will have to search through my million food pictures to compile something and I think it’s best to wait until next week so I can prepare.  If you are not familiar, check out the premise here.  What I wanted to write about today is something that I saw this morning on Instagram.  The first picture I was greeted with was an over sexualized woman with a caption of #wcw.  I immediately started to compare myself to her and judge both her and myself.  It brought me back to a time when I would surround myself with Sports Illustrated swimsuit calendars, cut outs on the fridge, and wallpapers on my computer.  Don’t even get me started on the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show.

I looked up the hashtag because I’m an Instagram newbie and didn’t know what it meant.  Obviously it wasn’t for the world championship of wrestling, but when I finally found my answer I realized it was “woman crush wednesday.”  The picture was posted by another woman I knew and I couldn’t help but wonder if she had all the same thoughts that I used to have.

It took me a long time to actually understand that there are some things that I will never be able to change about myself.  For more details on that, you can check out the 3 part post I wrote about it in the About Me section (forgive the formatting issues for now).  I will never have big  boobs (nor do I want them anymore), be 6 ft tall, or be a stick thin model.  My body composition is not made that way.  I have learned to embrace the things that make me different; I have an athletic body type and play to that by the types of exercise that I do.  I tried running myself to death in the past in an attempt to lean myself out, but when I look back at pictures I look sickly.  I love to run, but I will never have a marathoner’s body.

Once I stopped judging myself, I stopped judging other people (as much).  It was a very freeing feeling to be able to accept myself the way that I am because I could drive myself crazy trying to change all the things that are physically impossible to change.  It took up so much space in my head and once I got past that, there was room for more productive things (like foods to devour!).  I just want everyone to know that you are perfect the way you are and don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise (especially yourself!).

I hope everyone survives tomorrow and hopefully I will be back with delicious foods to share with you. Stay warm!

Question of the day: How do you combat negative thoughts and feelings about yourself? 

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  1. Mudita
    February 14, 2014 / 12:31 am

    Love the new site. Fancy!

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