Let’s take me for example. I have had the worst body
image since I was about 8 or 9, maybe before. I remember at age 4 an older woman calling me a little tacchino (that’s turkey in Italian). And
growing up with about 20 very aggressive, Evil Kanevil loving boys in my family; I was the youngest of 4 teased infused girls. Everyone had a nick name and mine was Miss Piggy. The irony of it all was that I loved Miss Piggy and her glamorous way of being the one piggy girl amongst all her boy piggy brothers to get the skinny green frog. I dreamt of being that Pig; the glamorous Pig that after chasing and harassing got her skinny Green Frog.
You would think that after I caught my frog and had three little green tadpoles of my own that my own self image would change; especially after schooling myself in different avenues of health and nutrition
and being an advocate for healthy living. Well it has and it hasn’t. One thing about most trainers and some nutritionists is that at some point in their lives there has been some body dimorfia, someone there telling them or pointing out their outer or inner flaws. This is why we get into this business; it a business of education and educating. We
educate our clients on how to succeed from the inside out. We start by telling them to let go of whatever judgement they have toward other people and to especially let go of what judgement they think other people have toward them. Chances are most people are getting on with their own lives to worry about the extra layer of padding you may have around your mid section.
This takes me to my own vow. This summer a year after having my third tadpole, I have decided I will dawn a bikini. Is it because I think my body is killer? Definitely not! I just want my florescent white mid section to get the same attention from me that the rest of my body gets. I want to show my children that there is no shame in showing my wobbly bits. I don`t want to be a hypocrite to my kids, telling them to eat and be one way and then not leading them by example. My family should know there is no embarrassment to me being me. And there is no embarrassment to them being them. We are all individuals, we all
have our imperfections; and then again what fun would life be if we were all the same all the time.
So give the naysayers your biggest white toothed, shiny smile and unravel that wrap that has covered your for so long. Be your own cheerleader and throw your arms in the air as you proudly strut your
strong legs across the sandy beaches this summer. Don`t let anything stop you from being the best you that you want to be.
Live From the Inside Out,