Like a lot of teens, I thought I was fat. My scale weight was always higher than my friends. Looking back though, I remember people and classmates commenting on the definition of the muscles in my legs. Thanks to diving, weights, soccer, water polo, poms and cheer, I had a certain build. They are still there, just not as predominant, but noticeable. Since muscle is denser than fat, I could fit into their clothes, but that didn't match what I saw on that scale. I was also taller than most. When we are younger, I think it's hard to grasp the concept of how all this physiology works. At that time, I only saw a number on the scale, so while their weights were 110-118 lbs, here was me at 125-132 lbs. I got depressed. Why am I so big? I look back now, and as a woman, I can appreciate the athletic, toned, muscular physique I had back then. I couldn't see it at the time, because I only saw that damn number.
Some of us get in the rut of obsessing over that number. I know I have, and yes, it was a small victory for me to lose the weight. It will be another small victory to get some of that definition back. Yes, I have the mommy gut and the loose skin, and it's frustrating. I'm still a work in progress. I will always be a work in progress. Getting older, wiser, and getting more of a IDGAF attitude toward what others think of me. It really can be freeing when you reach this level of consciousness. I still have a ways to go to my health and fitness goals, but I will celebrate the small victories as they are achieved.
What have you achieved? What is/was a small victory that you celebrated? Comment below! I'd love to read it. Let's celebrate, congratulate and motivate each other! Enjoy your weekend!
