While out shopping with my mom and her best friend the other day we were discussing how it seems as if we have been on diets our entire lives.
This realization made me sad. For literally as far back as I can remember (middle school on up), I’ve been trying to fit a different body ideal. And I’m not alone.
When I have time to peruse the blogs here on wordpress, I search the topic of “weight loss.” Thousands of new posts pop up from women every where aspiring to lose weight and look and feel better.
Some are doing it the right way, through whatever their preferred method of healthy eating and exercise is.
Some scare the crap out of me.
I’m the first to admit, I don’t have all the answers. I’ve struggled. I’ve failed. I’ve gained and lost weight more times than I can count, but there are a few things that I flat out know aren’t healthy.
No matter how you’re tempted, don’t do this:
Please don’t do a juice cleanse and drink nothing but juice for a week.
And to piggy back on that, please don’t put yourself on some sort of 500 calorie a day or less diet for a week either.
Your body needs calories and nutrients. 500 is not enough. Under pretty much any circumstances. I’m not a medical professional, but I would bed they IV people in comas more than that.
Don’t exercise for hours at a time, unless you’re training for something that requires it. There is absolutely no need to go to the gym for 2-3 hours if you are an average woman looking to lose weight. Ironman? Fitness competitor? Training to swim the English Channel? Then yeah, it requires more, but losing that last 10 lbs does not require a 2 hour cardio session.
Don’t starve yourself and then binge. And then purge. It makes me so sad to see your week of posts about your 500 calories a day, and then your self-deprecating post about eating three large pizzas and a midget (because they just looked so tasty and tender!), and then spending 6 hours at the gym the next day (that’s purging kids). Don’t do it. Find balance. Yours may not be the same as mine, but that is not balance.
Finally, and this one is the most important, stop hating yourself. I’m coming from a place where I don’t always love what I see when I look in the mirror, but by God I love myself. I am not a bad person because I have love handles. I don’t go around stoning kittens because I have cellulite. Simply because I don’t wear a size 4 or weigh 130 lbs or whatever your goal might be, does not mean that me, Ted Bundy, and the Unibomber are homeboys.
If you’re a homicidal serial killer you might be a bad person. Heck, if you’re fat you might also be a bad person. But you are not a freaking bad person because you’re fat.
Get a grip. Find some balance. I’m still searching for mine. There are so so many of us out there, so let’s support eachother in finding a way to find health, without all these scary extremes.