Get Skinny Fast! (?!?)
This seems to apply mostly to girls, but I think guys might get something out of it too.
Do you want to get skinny? Get skinny FAST? In record time?
Really?
What does that mean? Skinny is an odd term. I used to love it. I used to want to be skinny… that’s not strong enough. I looooonged to be skinny. I neeeeeded to be that person, and it sucked that I wasn’t. By that I meant, specifically, that I wanted to look like the thinnest girl on our diving team. She had pencils for legs – couldn’t touch above the knees if she tried. I thought she was enviable. I couldn’t understand why she thought she looked weird, how much she claimed she wanted to gain weight, how much she hated eating having to eat all the time.
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I was completely blinded by the fact that she had the smallest body dimensions of anyone I knew, and I wanted to be that. (I’m certainly not blaming this on her! She was in an awkward gangly phase of adolescence, and did have an extremely high metabolism – she didn’t have an eating disorder. Which made it worse in a way. And to her, I’m sure the rumors of an eating disorder were devastating. Insecure people are terribly cruel.)
Looking back, there were all sizes of gorgeous, fit, amazing role models I could have chosen on the swimming and diving team. I’m so sad for myself that my ideal was someone who had a completely different body type from me – I now know that I can get down to a very low body fat and look great – but I’m not going to look like that. I can also look gorgeous and happy with the curves of a normal body fat percentage. I can focus for a month or two and lose a fairly large amount of fat. But I was never happy with it – until I eliminated the word ‘skinny’ from my brain!
You might not think it’s important – politically correct fluff. And you might be right. But I think that the words we use can be toxic. While I was focused on being ‘skinny’, I couldn’t enjoy the beautiful things exercise was doing to enhance my body! It was dramatic. It was ridiculous. I was pumping out personal bests in swimming left and right. I was the leader of my group, that I had started out at the bottom of. I didn’t even care. Once I started winning, I thought that was cool – but it was cool despite how I felt about my looks. It never encompassed my whole self – muscles and mirror. It took a whole different way of looking in the mirror before I realized it was enough to be a fit, healthy person. I could call myself that. I could see that I wasn’t “skinny”, but that had ceased to matter.
I never developed an eating disorder – but looking back at how unhappy I was with myself, I find that strange. I didn’t think anything was unusual with how I was thinking at the time – but it was disordered.
This is page 1 of 2 of my rant against ‘skinny’. Click on for more affirmation that you can lose weight without hating where you are now.
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