***WARNING: Contains a picture of me in my pants***
Recently I’ve been following the #30DaysOfGoodStuff hashtag on Twitter which is linked to the Fat Girl PhD thing which is going on during this month. The idea is that instead of going on a drastic diet, or exercising madly for a few weeks and then throwing in the towel soon after, I’ll start to make small, manageable changes to my life. Positive thinking, mindful eating, manageable amounts of exercise, but it’s mainly about mindset and I like that.
I already eat reasonably well and I exercise enough, but I don’t think positively, not at all. I do force myself to have a positive thought each morning, but I do look in the mirror and see horrible things every single day. I’m not Claudia Schiffer, but I am me, Jane Arschavir and Jane Arschavir is alright really.
I am a woman who physically is the product of her life and lifestyle. I have scars. I have lumps and bumps and baggy and saggy bits, but I’m learning that they are me and that’s what makes me and them beautiful. Not necessarily beautiful for everyone, but some people will find my lumps, bumps, baggy and saggy bits attractive. Some people will fancy the pants off me. Some people won’t. And I’m ok with that.
When a friend shared this on Facebook I bookmarked it immediately. There are some beautiful pictures of the bodies of women and men, large and small, they have scars, some are amputees, cancer survivors or just people who have lumps, bumps, bony, baggy and saggy bits. All are beautiful and brave and inspirational. I urge you to take a few minutes and scroll through the images in the link. I hope you find them as beautiful, brave and inspirational as I do.
So in the spirit of sharing and showing that even someone as lumpy and bumpy as me can be tolerable to the eye, here is me, in my pants…
Me, in my pants