Bodies change, and we need to get over it!

Coming back from a summer holiday (did I mention that?!); seeing people wearing less clothes than we’re used to on a day to day basis, you kind of realise even more so that people come in all shapes and sizes.

Bodies change...and that's ok

I have to admit that, before I went away, I was feeling pretty annoyed with myself for not losing any weight and not looking the way I wanted to in a bikini. I still felt that way when I arrived and even more so by the time I got home (a week of food, booze and lethargy takes it’s toll on a girl!)

But then, when I rationalise it, it’s pretty daft to:

a) restrict myself and enjoy life less for the weeks or months leading up to a holiday, just to fit a beauty ideal

b) think that other people are looking at me and judging me

The truth is, my body looks how it does because of the life I lead. I enjoy life. I enjoy food. I enjoy drinking. I don’t enjoy exercise!

When I was in my late teens and early 20s I was blessed with a high metabolism. I didn’t gain weight, whatever I ate or drank. I looked great in a bikini!

Now I’m in my late 30s (bleugh!) my metabolism has slowed down and I look less great in a bikini!

But you know what? I’m happier now than I ever was when I was younger. Not physically – I’d rather look the way I did then, if possible! But mentally and emotionally I’m content. And that’s way more important than a change in my body weight. It’s to do with mental strength, life experiences and feeling settled.

In my 20s I was single, riddled with insecurities, coming to terms with mental health issues and wondering where my life was going. Now I’m happily married which comes with the addition of eating out with my husband, takeaways with my husband, drinks with my husband (sense a theme?!) I have more financial security which affords me more holidays (which means more eating and drinking!) I know my own limitations and try not to beat myself up over things. I’ve also experienced life stuff like redundancy and my Dad’s illness which sometimes makes me think “fuck it, life’s too short not to indulge in the good stuff”.

I haven’t quite bounced back from the holiday mind set of eat, drink and be merry. I’ve already made excuses for not going to the gym (the weather’s nice; bad drive home from work; I just don’t want to!). So it’s no wonder the pounds aren’t retreating!

We’re conditioned to think that a beautiful body looks a certain way. Magazines perpetuate the myth that larger women or older women shouldn’t wear bikinis. Yet, in Greece, I saw older ladies, bigger ladies and everything in between wearing a bikini with pride. And why shouldn’t they? It’s hot, you need less clothes and comfort is important. I bloody hate swimsuits; they’re icky and sticky and you can’t tan your tum. If someone doesn’t like how you look in beach wear, they can bloody well look the other way.

I’m as bad as anyone for judging people. I think that’s just the way we’re conditioned. But I’m trying to change that about myself. Instead of looking at an overweight person and thinking they shouldn’t be wearing something, I’m teaching myself to squash that thought and replace it with “good for them”. Because if they’re ok with it then it really isn’t anyone else’s business.

I think I’ve reached the end of my meandering now. I’m not even sure there is an end! And I know I’m a hypocrite, because I’m still sitting here thinking I’d like to shrink my tummy. But I do know that, as I get older, trying to look after my body for strength and longevity becomes as important as weight loss. I want to look and feel more healthy.

But, of course, looking great in a bikini would be a bonus!

I’d love to hear your thoughts; hit me up in the comments.

Thanks, as always, for reading! x

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6 thoughts on “Bodies change, and we need to get over it!

    • This, tatt and the other says:

      Well, I wouldn’t say it’s an ethos; I’m not that far along! But changing my mindset to appreciate my body for being more than just decoration is a small step. My 20 year old arms don’t look strong enough to hold a large glass of wine, and that’s way more important! πŸ˜‰

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  1. Mrs Strawberry Blonde says:

    Brilliant post.
    First of all, you DO look great in a bikini. So you’re not super skinny – so what? Like you said, it’s best to enjoy life. And starving yourself or forcing yourself to go to the gym when you don’t want to is definitely not enjoying life. πŸ™‚

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    • This, tatt and the other says:

      Thank you. Let me say this wasn’t a post so that I’d get positive comments. If I was *that* unhappy I wouldn’t have worn a bikini or posted that pic. It’s more to say “look, this is life, your body will change but it’s not the end of the world”.

      Our bodies are worth so much more than being appraised on their appearance. They get us out of bed in the morning, enable us to work, enable us to walk, and give hugs. All those good things that happen regardless of what you look like!

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  2. whatellenwrote says:

    I too suffer from “Oooh she shouldn’t be wearing that/but who cares and good for her!!”…or him…i find it comforting going on holiday and suddenly realising NO-ONE CARES!! They only care about themselves! So you can be (sort of) free to just go about your life thinking more about cocktails than calories!!

    Then again…I could stand to lose some lbs (around 42 of them! Sounds like such a small number!!) and will continue to have an internalised debate…”I love that outfit that will look terrible on me…but cake!”

    😊❀️

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    • This, tatt and the other says:

      Ah, but who said you need to lose X amount of pounds? And will you be satisfied when you get there?

      Last time we went to LA I did a lot of cardio exercise, lived on SlimFast for 4 months, cut out takeaways, didn’t drink on Friday nights or sometimes all weekend. I got down to the weight I thought I wanted to be at, but I still didn’t look how I wanted to or, more realistically, how I thought I would look at that weight.

      And 4 months is a long time to end up being not quite as happy as you thought you’d be!

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