Define your fitness

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

We had a bit of snow and everyone freaked out.

Colin making is first snow angel
I think it was equal freaking between "We might run out of bread and milk!!!" and "I've never driven on a wet road!!" and "NO SCHOOL FOR 2 DAYS?!!".  Needless to say, when I got to the Y for my usual Monday morning run, the place was completely packed.  I had to be sly to get a treadmill and got on the rowing machine next to an older gentleman walking and jumped on his machine when he got off.

While I was running, I saw a commercial for Slim Fast.  I honestly laughed out loud.  First, how is Slim Fast even still around?  I really want to know.

Seriously.  Look at what is in this stuff!

Somehow, someone passed this off as health food!

Later that day, I read this post from Blogilates on Facebook.  I love her workouts and I find her very refreshing (p.s. I'm very picky when it comes to workouts I'll follow).  She opened up about a very real eating struggle she had after competing in a bikini competition.  I've followed several women's accounts of what training takes and I know it's no walk in the park, but not many tell of what it's like afterwards; emotionally and physically.  
If you don't read her article, basically women just eat chicken and broccoli (around 1,000 calories a day) for months and workout for up to 4 hours a day.  The results are astonishing, but they are miserable inside and once they resume eating a more normal healthy diet, they gain the weight back.  I think most competitors go in cycles of training, so once their body has recovered, they go right back into cutting mode.

How are these linked?
It astonishes me how we classify fitness.  It perhaps even more astonishes me how we are swayed by media to define it.  Slim Fast says, "Drink a milkshake and you'll be skinny and skinny is fit" and the bikini competitor says, "Starve yourself and workout for hours and you'll be fit".  How did fitness become milkshakes and starvation?

Honestly though, I can relate to both lies.  After Alison was born, I am ashamed to admit, my refrigerator saw some Slim Fasts.  I was desperate, in complete survival mode and didn't have the knowledge then that I do now.  I can also relate to being tempted to eat a little less and workout a little more to get to "the next level" in fitness.  When you're already eating healthy and working out, it's easy to let yourself believe that bikini lie.

That night I ate a homemade oatmeal cookie, in honor of fitness.  As I ate it, I thought,

"Here's to fitness.  Let it be in moderation.  To not workout too much or too little.  To not eat too much or too little and to enjoy a little real sugar every once in awhile."

Please don't let media define your fitness. 

1 comment

  1. Preach it--this has been on my mind for a couple of months, how we conflate skinniness with both virtue and fitness. What a huge crock of you know what.


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