Sunday morning TV as a kid was the best. Everything from Davey and Golliath at 5:30am (because if it isn't a school day it was never too early to wake up) then a few hours of Popeye the Sailor Man and the amazing sketches out of squiggles by Tom Hatten to wrapping it up with The Munsters on the Family Film Festival. I used to ponder on what exactly did Popeye mean when he said "I am what I am"? Was he okay with being the average joe eating his spinach to get him through a pickle with Brutus or was he really on to something more.
I am what I am.
About two years after my second daughter was born in 2001, I put on a lot of weight.
I got focused. I remembered the feeling during school volleyball practice, after a hard warm up, feeling like I was toast, that after some water and catching my breath, I was able to go on for another 2 hour practice. So once again, I worked out really hard, recorded everything I ate and drank (accountability is key) and was in the best shape of my life. Hubby and I played sports together in adult leagues, ran family 5k's and I even did a marathon and a triathlon.
What I realized when working my ass off (literally) was that there would be weeks without the scale moving, or sometimes I would gain weight. My energy was up, my clothes fit better and I was able to do more in my workouts. If I lost faith and my focus on my goals, I would have thrown in the towel. But like my boy Shaun T says, when you feel like throwing in the towel, use it to wipe off your sweat. Push harder! I would see my body change sometimes over night. It was like the fat melted off in one area, then another. It still amazes me how our body is such and efficient machine (when we stop sabotaging it). I stopped looking at the scale because that didn't give me any real indication of what was happening behind the scenes. What I did find was, I had to be comfortable with my own body. When the fat melted and the muscles toned, I looked just like I did when I was overweight, just a smaller, toner version. I still have broad shoulders, my calves are slim and I a have a round belly. This is what I looked like as a kid and this is what I naturally look like. I had to get comfortable with me. I AM WHAT I AM. If I looked at a fitness models body who was 5'4'' with short limbs and had ripped physique, I would never look like that. I'm 5'9'' and have longer limbs that have longer more toned looking muscles. I can build on that but what I'm saying is you have to be comfortable with the body you have. Build on that. If you don't like your big legs, fall in love with strong muscular legs and work for that.
Today, as I am getting negativity and stress out of my head and heart (still working on the bills and still have the same family but I don't take other peoples life decisions personally) I don't kill myself with a strict eating regimen. I love to eat. I love food. Food is fuel and I push hard! I just know that my body deserves the best I can give it. Water is an absolute must. I strive for one gallon a day. I am flushing out all the toxins and replenishing my cells so I can recover faster and keep going. I'm not rushing the process. It took years of abuse to get to the place I am in now. I feel really tired when I go on a strict of a meal regimen anyway. Listen to your body, it will take care of you if you love it. Remember that the tortoise not only won the race, he got to enjoy the view. YOU ARE WHAT YOU ARE. Be AMAZING!