I have never liked having curves. I felt awkward enough in a child’s body. I fell asleep one night and woke up with hips
the next day. I had to buy WAY bigger clothes... it felt like I turned into an
ant. I used to be lanky, and now I had a Giant Thorax or something. I don't
think I learned how to maneuver my body through the world with curves until I
was well into my twenties. I had the
bruises on my hipbones as proof.
So recently, while cruising
the net, I ran across an article that talked about “the perfect waist-hip ratio” for attraction. I was shocked
to find that my unwieldy curves were awfully close. That being said, I was both
comforted and affronted that I had made it into my thirties before finding
proof that convinced my brain that I am at an “attractive ratio”. I had been
assured by boyfriends and friends, but still never really accepted my shape.
I have in the past caught my reflection in a window without
realizing it was me, and been envious of the figure I saw out of the corner of
my eye. Once recognition struck, the feeling of envy disappeared and again I could
see the flaws that invariably snuck into my brain. I was accepting of my body
and mildly appreciative of its usefulness, but that was the extent of my
positive feelings towards it. It had occurred to me over the years that I
really ought to love my body more. But we are also taught that really loving
your body is self-centered, egotistical, and all in all, not a desirable trait
in human being. We are given these lofty airbrushed examples of how to look yet
we are rarely guided on how to truly appreciate the bodies we have. My mother attempted to assure me that I was
perfectly normal, but of course she was a biased source.
I didn’t find an actual level of appreciation for my body until
I started to pursue fitness. I hired a personal trainer for my 30th
birthday, out of an ego-driven desire to look better at thirty than I had at
twenty. Already somewhat fit, my body
did not change dramatically. What did change was the huge confidence boost I
was given by challenging it to do things that I never thought it could. As I grew to appreciate the strides I made
with my work-outs, I in turn learned to appreciate what an amazing thing the
body, MY body, really is. I would go so far as to say I learned to love it.
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| Learning to love those curves! |
Can you imagine a world where all girls step into womanhood
with a sense of confidence in their capabilities, and pride in what their bodies are capable
of? I was never an athletic child, but
had someone offered me more choices for fitness that didn’t involve
embarrassing oneself in front of a crowd, I think I could have reached a level
of peace and love with my physical self much sooner in life.
I share my story to encourage mothers especially to
challenge their daughters to challenge themselves. To Challenge Women who have
not challenged themselves for fear of failure. Attaining a new fitness level is
not just about changing your body. Sometimes it’s not about changing your body
at all. It’s about learning to reach a
goal, about redefining who you think you are, about finding your limits and
surpassing them. Movement and exercise
do not have to be made a part of buying into the ridiculously unattainable
standards that print media put forth for our daughters. I have seen many
mothers so afraid of getting the wrong message across to their girls that the
topic of fitness is avoided altogether, aside from the typical soothing mother
words that no daughter takes as unbiased. We women and mothers of today have an
opportunity to change the associations of what fitness means to the next
generation of women, and redefine what it means to ours.
We don’t want future generations of women working towards a
size, or even a ratio. We want them working towards enjoying the practice of
challenging themselves. We want them working towards a feeling of
accomplishment, with a healthy body being just one outcome of the effort. Had I
not found the emotional and esteem building benefits of pursuing a challenging
fitness regime, I would not be who I am today. I am a stronger, happier, and more confident
woman than I have ever been before. Who
doesn’t want that for their daughter? Encourage
your girls, your friends, yourself, to pursue a fitness goal. You’ll never be the same.

