This is a topic that I’ve covered a lot, because body image is something I’ve struggled with for many years. The first time I went on a diet I was in seventh grade (and nowhere near overweight), and I’ve fought a near constant battle over my self-image ever since, as I believe most people do nowadays.
But lately, I have to be honest, I’ve been checking myself out in the mirror everyday. Sometimes several times a day. Definitely when I’m changing so I can admire my new muscles; I’m pretty sure this adds at least a couple minutes to my getting ready time in the morning. And I’m not going to be ashamed of it.
This past Sunday, about ten and a half months into my obsessive aerial practice, I passed the Aerialfit level test and moved up to level three in silks! As you may be able to imagine, I am overjoyed. I distinctly remember looking at the level three girls when I first started in awe and admiration – and now I’m one of them!
Plus, in my first level three class ever today we learned a REALLY cool drop.
I spend a lot of time on this blog talking about losing weight. And there’s a valid reason for that – I’ve put a lot of effort into losing weight, I feel great about the results, and it’s something that a lot of people are trying to do and/or struggling with.
But today I want to talk about something completely different. Today I want to talk about getting bigger, wider even, and why I am absolutely thrilled! Although no, it’s not about the size of my waist.
Even though I have some solid motivation now, and I’m determined not to gain back even more weight, I still have the occasional bad/stressful day and I’m still often tempted to push myself through those days with food. Which is bad, because it’s exactly what got me into this predicament in the first place.
I already know that running can be great stress relief, so when possible I do often try to go for a run when I’m really angry or upset about something. Unfortunately, though, runs are pretty time consuming (change into clothes, get into gear, go out and run, stretch when I get back, shower, etc.) and sometimes it just isn’t an option to get one in; like yesterday, for example, when I got home at 4:15 and had to be online for class at 5:00. So lately I’ve been looking for a faster, but still effective, way to combat stress eating – and I think I’ve figured it out.
Now, anytime I have the urge to start eating my feelings, I grab my strength training book and try to pump out one of those workouts instead. I’m happy to report that so far, this seems to be a pretty effective alternative!