Seeing this picture posted on I <3 to Run’s facebook page (which is amazing by the way) yesterday got me thinking.
Why is it so easy for me to get caught up comparing myself to my “ideal me”?
Where in the world did I get this image in my head of what I should look like? What power do I think I have to dream up my “ideal body” and then feel dissapointed when I feel like I don’t have it? What is perfect anyway?
I’m a woman, a strong woman.
I have thick legs. These legs carried me through an ultra-marathon. They’re literally ultra legs.
I’m athletic and healthy.
I’ve worked hard, really hard, and I’m physically in the best shape of my life.
I’ve never been super model thin, I never will be and I never want to be.
So today, I’m choosing to be my perfect version of me, just as I am.
One moment at a time, one day at a time, I can choose to be my ideal me.
That’s a beautiful poster, and I love your response to it. Your ideal you is everything you have spent your whole life working for – rock it!
I am so glad that those beautiful legs walked one step at a time into the life of Patrick McGee and our family. <3
That is a fab mindset to have. I’m definitely going to be trying to remember to think like that!
Pops loves you just the way you are – I am so glad you have finally realized you are perfect as is – have a wonderful weekend.
The day you were born your Grandfather said you were the most beautiful baby in the nursery. I watched those legs take their first steps and I have been so proud of your journey ever since. You have been our “ideal” girl in every possible way.