This morning I decided to take 3 measurements on my body – chest, waist and hips. I am short, but that is the only “little” thing about me. Besides my feet. I wear a size 6 shoe. Seriously.
Here are my measurements:
I know, existentially, that I have big boobs. I mean, I can’t see my feet for the forest that is my boobs. But seeing that number?
Holy shit. They are ginormous. (So is my ass.)
But hey, at least I am proportional, right?
Ladies, I know what some of you are thinking. That you would love to have big boobs. Consider this: my neck, shoulders and back ache all the time. I am paying for my chiropractor’s kids’ college fund. Single-handedly. He thanks me for it on a semi-regular basis. I can’t wear button down shirts without popping a button and potentially putting someone’s eye out. Shopping in general is a nightmare.
When shapeless, flowy tops are all the fashion rage and I try and wear one? I look like a watermelon smuggler. Or a two ring circus. It’s not a good look.
If I wear a fitted top, I look like I’m carrying torpedoes on my chest. Boob shaped torpedoes designed to confuse and distract the enemy. On the plus side, my husband assures me that no one notices my muffin top. I guess that’s a plus side?
I long for the days when I was a C cup. Which hasn’t been since high school. I’m 34. The math is depressing.
Guys. I know what you’re thinking. Thanks, but I’ve already got someone who can “help me hold them up.”
Moving along to my point.
I am making life choices to be healthier. Physically and psychologically. Therefore, I am incorporating exercise back into my life. I’m working towards making better food choices. And I’m doing it slowly. Like the turtle instead of the rabbit.
I’m also focusing on what yummy foods I can eat instead of what I can’t. I focus on how much better I feel. I focus on doing exercised I enjoy. I focus on my goal instead of how hard it is right that moment when I think I can’t do one more rep or run another step.
And as someone with SAD, exercise and food choices play a big role in how I feel every day. Couple that with my sun lamp and I will be able to get through the shorter days and the cold. A little extra vitamin D probably won’t hurt either.
I have been down this path before and I did really well for several years and then I got bored. But instead of mixing it up and finding new ways to workout, I quit. I got tired of the way I was eating and I got lazy. And now? I’m paying for it.
But I’m done with that. I am ready to love myself and take care of myself in a way that I haven’t in a very long time. One step at a time. One foot in front of the other. Eyes on the goal. Focusing on the good.
Oh yeah, and thanks to Pinterest, I can keep a motivational/workout board to keep me inspired. I love me some Pinterest.
What do you do to stay motivated to work towards your goals?