Four years ago I wrote a post called ‘Sometimes It’s Just a Bad Picture‘ after seeing a race photo that I thought was very unflattering. Truth be told, most pictures I see of myself I’m not happy with. I immediatly focus in on my “man arms” or thicker waist or flabby butt. Sometimes it’s a double chin because I have my head cocked a certain way or a fat leg when I’m sitting. Regardless, photos seem to magnify what I’m most self-conscious about.
I know I’m not alone. I hear my friends rip themselves apart after seeing photos, too. I read other bloggers who negatively talk about their bodies all the time. Even the fittest people I know at my gym point out parts of their bodies insecurely.
It’s a friggin’ epidemic.
I’ve been getting better at not verbalizing my negative, inner-mean girl thoughts about my body when I see photos. I still hear her whispers (you’re not skinny enough, look how thick you look, etc.) but I’ve grown accustomed to ignoring and moving on.
I can’t remember the last time I saw a photo and didn’t think at least one negative thing. Until today, that is!
One of The Husband’s co-workers posted this photo on Facebook today.
It may be one of the first time I’ve seen a candid shot of myself and thought, “humph.. I’m looking pretty good.”
(Admitting that, confidently, is hard for me but that’s a whole other post. I just wanted to focus on the photo and how I feel.)
If photos can be bad, they can also be good. Right? But it’s not about photos, is it? It’s about how we feel. And I’m amazed how differently I can feel about my body day-to-day.
Today’s food journal….
- 5:45 a.m. 2 date-based cookies similar to these.
- 7:00 a.m. Post-workout shake. I’m giving this one a try at the moment
- 9:15 a.m. 2 eggs scrambled with spinach and bacon bits with a squirt of sriracha — I make it like this.
- 12:30 p.m. Leftover beef stew and 3 of the husband’s wings
- 4:45 p.m. 2 chocolate almond cookies
- 7:30 p.m. The last of the Chicken and Oat Stew
- 8:30 p.m. Small bag of Popcorners with salsa and an ounce of cheese