I love being 46 years old. Yeah you heard me. I love being 46. I have no desire to be a teenager or a twenty something. Don’t get me wrong, I liked being a teen, and enjoyed my 20s and 30s, but now I’m in my 40s ~ and I love it. I’m comfortable in my 46 year old skin. When I look in the mirror and see the lines that are beginning to form I see battles won and a few I lost. I see love, happiness and adventures still to be experienced ~ hard work, joy and pain. Every line that is forming and every line that will be has been/will be earned. Some are joyous lines others lines of pain. They’re my lines.
I came across this link someone posted on Facebook directed at how the media portrays women’s bodies, mostly famous artistic women, i.e. models, singers etc. The woman narrating the piece is specifically zoning in on digitally changing images that make women appear slimmer, have bigger busts and of course flawless skin. Sending the misconception of how these women look in real life and what is considered beauty. Hips too wide no problem digital enhancing will fix the problem. I have no doubt this happens with male images as well. So you’re asking yourself what does this have to do with running? A lot actually. I bet you would be hard pressed not to find in the top ten of “Why I run” posts/articles the reason people started to run is to slim down ~ and that is a great reason. There is nothing wrong with wanting to be the best you can be physically and if running gets you there great! A runners physique is slim and muscular. I wanted to tie this into running because I’ve had quite a few people discuss with me (mostly females) how difficult it is to be “everything”, be fit and on top of it look great and emulate all of those images you see.
You can access the link below ~ it’s a little long but you’ll get the gist after a couple of minutes.
When I started running I was a good 40 to 45 lbs. over my normal weight. People tell me today when they look at pictures from a couple of years ago they can’t believe it’s the same person. I am a petite woman. I have always been that way. Like all normal women I was raising a very busy child and working which didn’t leave a lot of time for working out, much less running in those early years, so I gained weight. One day I was putting on a pair of pants and they were so tight they were high waters! Come on laugh ~ quite a few of you know what I’m talking about:) So I finally just got fed up. I just wanted to be able to feel good and fit in my clothes without the fear of taking out someone’s eye if a button popped loose. So, I started eating better and planned time to exercise. I started to run and it stuck. Running changes your body and running a lot really changes your body. I’m back to how I used to be ~ plank meet world. I’m here to tell you I’m so okay with it ~ matter of fact I’m Amen and pass the pork chops okay. Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care. I eat a lot and sometimes not well, but I burn a lot of calories. I burnt 2500 cals just running the St. Louis marathon. You get the picture. I have more time to myself now that the kid is older and in college ~ you’ll get there too. Let’s face it, training for a half or full marathon takes time. Time away from family and all those necessary’s you have to do. Don’t beat yourself up about it if you can only spare a certain amount of time each week. It is what it is and you do the best you can.
Queue in wavy lines and “take me way back music“. I can remember, very specifically I might add, being at a pool and jumping off the diving board and a kid I really liked yelled out “you’re flat”! Well I was 10 and Einstein he wasn’t, but that stuck with me for a long time. I even thought about enhancement from time to time. But I am comfortable with my shall we just call it the female “runners” chest. Let me be the first to say, I don’t think there is anything wrong with “fixing” anything on your body. If you want to do it and it makes you feel better all I’m saying is keep it in perspective. Don’t do it because you think that’s what you have to do to be beautiful to others or you perceive that’s what is considered beautiful ~ you do it for you. Heck, who knows, I might want to get rid of some of the crazy a few years from now.
Let’s fast forward a few years ~ Circa 1995. I’m in the Army and in the hospital fixing to be induced to receive for our little bundle of joy. I’m sitting there and I tell my husband to go get a magazine while I’m waiting for the blessed event to start rolling. Lo and behold he comes back with…wait for it…Cosmo. Now I don’t know about you, but I quit reading Cosmo back in my early 20s. I had packed up and moved on from that crazy train long ago. I said, “you have to be kidding”! To which he replies, “well it was that or Newsweek”. I just stared blankly ~ really….really? So I had to take what I could get and I started reading Cosmo. In walks the “female doctor”, two “female nurses” and one really young Sargent (that was a little creepy) and they all started laughing when they saw the magazine. The older nurse blurted out “hey look she’s reading Cosmo! We stopped reading that year’s ago”! Guffaw guffaw…snicker snicker. Then she says, “it’s just kind of funny ~ here you are giving birth and you’re reading Cosmo”! Ha, ha yes the joke is on me. Nothing better than having a pregnant body reading Cosmo magazine.
The moral here ~ no one is perfect ~ physically. Make a reasonable training plan and stick to it the best you can. Look in the mirror and focus on that image ~ not what the world is telling you that image should be. Realize that good results sometimes take a little time to achieve. Let your true passionate self radiate your true beauty.