Make like a padded bra and perk up!

Above we have my 8 month old baby girl gumming the pad insert to my bra……. I thought this was rather funny and was happy that there seems to be another use for this thing other than holding up the goods and helping me portray a cup size bigger than I really am. Ya know a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Im all about doing our best to look our best- after all I “workout for a living” (insert eye roll) but I also am saddened when I get the vibe that a woman has no sense of her worth beyond what she looks like on the outside.

Worken on yo fitness is about so much more than a dress size. However it hasn’t always been the case for me. I became a trainer because I was “fat” – I worked out to get “skinny”. My meal plan or lack there of was not about eating healthy it was about barely eating. IF I was “fitter, skinnier, tanner” I was prettier. Then you put a dose of “im a trainer – I have to “look” like a trainer” in the mix and you have an overworked, worn out, skinny, unhappy, person who was constantly comparing myself to others.

Some where along the way – even more so after my first child- it hit me! WTH? who gives a flip if so-n-so has boobs up to her eyebrows and better abs…….really? NOBODY!  well except for maybe that male WEE-NIS.

I also begin to realize that the look that the media portrayed as fit – see below – was not healthy….in fact, it wasnt even normal.

Good heavens! The chick on the left needs to eat a cheeseburger for crying out loud and the girl on the right, although she is a beauty – it is extremely UNrealistic for her to be that ripped at all times and be able to function as a half way decent human being and a mom and a wife and a employee and have any social life ….. UNLESS of course she “works out for a living” like I do (insert eye roll again). 

Now with the Facebook crave there are even more ways to compare…… So n so status about how happy she is in her marriage or 1 million 646 thousand SELF portraits  of so no so and her “amazing” body and lets not forget those statuses about being the perfect mom, with the perfect kids, with the perfect husband, with the perfect job blah blah blahhhhhh!

OH and dont get me started on Pinterest! That CONVENIENTLY came around while I was pregnant! It was non-stop ways to clean better, make everything from scratch, puree your own baby food and anything else you can think to make you look/feel like the laziest/worst mom-wife on the planet! PSHHHHHHT I call BS on that……

More and more I am starting to see people who are struggling to handle the day in and day out of life because they have this “it’s never enough” atitude from comparing themselves. Everybody is fat, everybody is getting divorced, everybody is quitting their job, everybody is on anti-depressants…… and so on……..

NewFLASH! LIFE is up and LIFE is down for EVERYBODY! Our bodies are not perfect , I dont wear makeup to Walmart and I did have a piece of pizza with my wine on friday night. IT IS ABOUT BALANCE……. 

YOU GET ONE CHANCE my friends! Stop waisting on comparisons and pouting. Accept the challenges – do ONLY the things that make you better and enjoy it. Do not be that person that looks back on their life and realizes you spent half your life NOT doing because you had a bad day or you are “feeling fat” ! Do not be that person that doesn’t work out because you would rather sit on your butt and eat OR if you cant look like “girl on the right” you dont wanna play in my sandbox!  Do not be that person that is just getting by – stop pouting- stop comparing- and grow up….. Get excited about a Monday! Remove people out of your life that bring you down and if you are married to them then step up – step over and enjoy life in spite of. Quit making excuses and stop trying to be anything but who you are……

Make like a padded bra and PERK UP!

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