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May 22, 2008
Experiment: Day Eighteen
It's no secret that I'm a big girl. What's probably unexpected is that I'm also about as healthy as a person can possibly be. No high blood sugar. No high cholesterol. No high blood pressure. No trouble with my knees or any of the other things that "big girls" might experience. I'm actually pretty dang fit... I'm just a big girl (but getting smaller every day. Down 15 pounds since Valentine's Day; down 30 since Christmas. It's slow-going, but at this rate, I'll have a SMOKIN' bod by Halloween, and that sounds just fine by me).
Anyway, one thing that I am really grateful for is a whole lot of little things. It's my health. It's my cool-ass LASIK'ed eyes. It's my having awakened to the fact that wheat gluten isn't good for me. It's the genetic gifts that are my great skin, my perfect height, my stunning rack, my gorgeous hair, my rockingly-proportioned curves. And especially, it's my body's miraculous ability to bounce back after years of having smoked (non-smoker for over a decade now, y'all), loads of poor food choices, and those many foggy nights of heavy drinking.
Damn. Narcissist much, Bon? Well, yeah! Because if I don't think I'm a goddess, how can I expect anyone else to do so? And if I can celebrate my body at its current state--whatever that is, anytime--hopefully that will inspire folks who hate their bodies and do horrible things to themselves in the name of attaining some ideal shape or size to celebrate RIGHT NOW too.
This is the body I've got. I'm taking really good care of it lately and that feels awesome. I had an epiphany a few months back that led to this shift in my behavior, and it involved taking a look at how much energy, how much time, how much WORK I put into every single aspect of my life... except for taking care of this physical container that has to transport my brain to all of the places I force it to go to work so hard. And why not start giving a little of that energy, that time, and that WORK to the gift that is this miracle of a body?
Done.
And my body is responding in beautiful, sexy, happy ways. I celebrate this miracle every day! And THAT is awesome.
Day Eighteen:
I am grateful for my rockin' bod.
(What is the Experiment? It is this.)
Posted by bonnie at May 22, 2008 1:08 PM
Comments
"my gorgeous hair"
Sweet!
P.S., I guess that would be a less creepy response if I mention I'm a hairdresser, lol.
And always remember folks, true beauty is who you are, not what you are.
Posted by: CJC at May 23, 2008 6:20 PM
Tee hee!
You're the best.
And SO true! :)
Posted by: bon 
at May 23, 2008 6:35 PM