Every day I kick my ass as hard as I possibly can, that day. Some days I can push harder than others. Some people think I workout so I can eat whatever I want. Not true. Others think I workout because I'm a personal trainer, so I "have to." Also not true.
The truth is, I watch these AMAZING women all day complete these INCREDIBLE feats. Their power is explosive. Their strength is beyond imaginable. Their energy is boundless. And their bodies are phenomenal, each and every one. None of them are the same. And not all of them fit into society's version of "perfection". Thanks to childbirth, or puberty, a tattoo gone bad or God knows what else, they each bare these amazing bodies yet some still feel like their strength and power is not enough to make them magnificent.
Well I disagree. And I think the world should judge people based on fitness, motivation, physical power and stamina. I'm in awe of these women. I strive to be in their league, every single day.
Today a friend of mine who could run circles around me in any workout, showed her legs in a picture for the first time in God knows how long. I immediately texted her to say how fantastic she looked and her response was "you're sweet." But I wasn't being sweet. I was being honest. And it makes me sad and angry that a woman can work, take care of her house and children, and still respect her body every day, push her limits, motivate herself and gain the strength and physical power most women would envy, but still feel inadequate.
I say we tell society to go fuck itself. I say we change the qualifications of "awesomeness". I say, we stop blaming men for making us feel like we need to be perfect and put the onus back on ourselves. If we as woman can't put strength on the same pedestal as beauty, then we have no one to blame for the wretched stress our daughters will feel for eternity.
Cuz I don't know about you, but when I see a woman kicking her butt with a balls-out-ass-to-the-ground-no-holding-back-sweat-soaked-messy-pony workout, I'm in awe. I envy her strength and all the dedication and work it took to be able to reach that level of physical fitness. And I don't really give a rats ass about the dimples on her legs, the extra skin on her stomach from baring children, or the roll near her bra line.
I think she's phenomenal. That's all I think.
The truth is, I watch these AMAZING women all day complete these INCREDIBLE feats. Their power is explosive. Their strength is beyond imaginable. Their energy is boundless. And their bodies are phenomenal, each and every one. None of them are the same. And not all of them fit into society's version of "perfection". Thanks to childbirth, or puberty, a tattoo gone bad or God knows what else, they each bare these amazing bodies yet some still feel like their strength and power is not enough to make them magnificent.
Well I disagree. And I think the world should judge people based on fitness, motivation, physical power and stamina. I'm in awe of these women. I strive to be in their league, every single day.
Today a friend of mine who could run circles around me in any workout, showed her legs in a picture for the first time in God knows how long. I immediately texted her to say how fantastic she looked and her response was "you're sweet." But I wasn't being sweet. I was being honest. And it makes me sad and angry that a woman can work, take care of her house and children, and still respect her body every day, push her limits, motivate herself and gain the strength and physical power most women would envy, but still feel inadequate.
I say we tell society to go fuck itself. I say we change the qualifications of "awesomeness". I say, we stop blaming men for making us feel like we need to be perfect and put the onus back on ourselves. If we as woman can't put strength on the same pedestal as beauty, then we have no one to blame for the wretched stress our daughters will feel for eternity.
Cuz I don't know about you, but when I see a woman kicking her butt with a balls-out-ass-to-the-ground-no-holding-back-sweat-soaked-messy-pony workout, I'm in awe. I envy her strength and all the dedication and work it took to be able to reach that level of physical fitness. And I don't really give a rats ass about the dimples on her legs, the extra skin on her stomach from baring children, or the roll near her bra line.
I think she's phenomenal. That's all I think.
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