Body type: works out, but definitely likes donuts

How many times in a week do you look at a piece of cake and want it to stop staring at you with bedroom eyes? I don’t know if you can be honest but it happens to me every single day. And I’m not even a big fan of cake. But I’m not supposed to eat cake, which makes me want to eat a whole loaf (I feel less guilty when I’m offered banana bread instead of banana muffins; you know what I’m saying?)

{sidenote – It does’nt help that I enjoy baking; close friends always ask ‘who eats all the cake, if you can’t?!’ Well, if you are my neighbour, you know the answer!}

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There are two types of women – those blessed with slender frames and long legs, and those blessed with curvy bodies and stubborn genes. Whatever category you fall under, you are never satisfied with the way you look. The grass is always greener on the other side. Somebody will always ‘seem’ more beautiful. And I get it. But imagine if we obsessed about all the things that we love about ourselves? If we accepted our hair, body type, legs or skin for what they were!

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My body type is best summarized by the title of this post. For as long as I can remember, I have struggled with body weight. I cannot tell you how much of my life I’ve spent hating my body. As women, we put ourselves through hell, feeling as though we are never enough. Missing out on parties, vacations and night-outs because we can’t wear a certain kind of outfit. Missing out on taking photographs with our babies because we can’t see ourselves looking so out of shape post pregnancy. Wearing a sweatshirt and jeans because we fear that any body show might be judged. Living in fear of not being accepted by others when all we really need is to be accepted by ourselves first. One day, you need to wake up and put this all behind you. You need to wake up feeling like you can wear what you want and feel great about it. No matter what you do, people will stare. Make it worth their while. Own your body.

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It took me 30 years, one baby and a whole lot of self-loathing to get to a point where I am happy and comfortable in my own skin. Whatever I am or am not is my doing. It is a consequence of my decisions and my choices.

If I ate cupcakes and refused to workout, stayed up nights watching Suits and ate at odd times, I saw my mind and body suffer. But, I accepted that everybody is allowed a bit of slack time once in a while! I also knew that if I put good food into my body and good thoughts in my head, I could change both. Acceptance made me stay in control and feel in control. Now, I eat a cupcake and tell my mind to ignore it and please please not to store it! It almost always works.

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I am very far from where I would like to be with my mind and body, but I feel at peace knowing that I am working on myself every single day. I don’t care when people call me fat (or other similar adjectives). I know I’m working towards a healthy body and a healthier mind. I may have cheat days and sometimes even cheat weeks, or may succumb to midnight snacking (on brownies) on blah days, but every choice I make I’m okay with. There is no guilt or regret. There’s always tomorrow and I will do better, be better tomorrow.

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So, here’s a humble request to babes with swimsuit bods – throw around kindness like confetti on those that are fighting the struggle of self-love. The fine line between confidence and arrogance is to stay humble irrespective of how your reflection in the mirror looks. Send a smile, not a smirk to those in baggy tees and cargo pants.

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And until next time, remember to prepare your mind before you gobble down that packet of chips. Tell your mind – I’m going to eat this and I’m going to be okay’. Now eat very slowly and relish every bite. Hallelujah.

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P.S. You can’t eat chips everyday and throw a fit when you go up two sizes. Moderation ladies, please. Save the chips for season finales only.

So, let’s begin twenty eighteen by being kind to our bodies, and by obsessing about the little things that make us amazing. Until next time, wear what you want to and feel great about it. XOXO

4 thoughts on “Body type: works out, but definitely likes donuts

  1. You have always spoken so well, and your written words are as beautiful. Anyone having a bad day and you know how to put a smile back on their faces and a pump back in their step. Inspiring!

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