justalittlesnarky

Anti-Niche= good at many things, not an expert at any of them but having a great time all the same.

justalittlesnarky - Anti-Niche= good at many things, not an expert at any of them but having a great time all the same.

Love/hate yeah that pretty much sums it up

Love heart

Love heart (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I can say that I have a love/hate relationship with my body. Most of the time I’m all about Team Love, with the I’m perfect without changing a thing. Why the hell would it want to be conform to unrealistic standards of what is beautiful. Eff that I am perfect just like I am right now.

But then…

The ugly step sister of Love shows up and it is not a pretty sight. There are tears and anger over the fact that nothing in my closet seems to fit right, so how it must be all the clothes fault…right? When it is all about Team Hate I am just a lazy fat person who buys in to all the negative talk that the crazy in her head can dish out. The kicker here is the same clothing in the evil closet of doom where the same ones that just a little while about I thought I was all that and a bag of chips.

So what changes?

Quite frankly I have no fricken clue what sets me off on the down hill “i hate you” ride. I whole heartedly believe that I don’t have to be a size 2 to be beautiful. I don’t have to wear makeup or have the latest in fashion clothing to be beautiful. But there are times that I am totally disgusted with the way I look. This tends to confuse and enrage me when it happens.

Negative Self-talk, where does it come from?

We are fed negative self-talk from well-meaning Doctors , friends even strangers will have a word or two to share with you. “Why yes Dr. I know that I am obese because my clothes in the clothing stores are way in the back in a very small selection of styles and colors or at expensive specialty stores. Oh and I have a mirror thank you very much.” As a person of above average weight I am fully aware that I am not like everyone. While this is where I should say that just means there is more of me to love, all I hear in my head is mean thing that I would never say to another person because it would hurt their feelings. I guess my feelings don’t count.

So now what?

This downward trip I have decided to give the 17 day diet a go. I read a great post by @GailtBreen about the 3rd cycle of the 17 day diet. I had not heard of it before reading her post. So I bought the kindle version of the book and pretty much read the whole thing in one day. While it was nothing that I didn’t already know from 30+ years of the diet merry-go-round it was packaged in a doable format. I can do anything for 17 days… right. While this may all be a bunch of hooey I am going to give it a go I have nothing to lose.

I start today! It is Day 1 of Cycle 1.

 

Do you have the same sort of relationship? How do you deal with the down swings?

 

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Pasties, fringe and Me!

This is not as racy as it sounds. I am currently doing research for my jaunt in to Script Frenzy in the month of April. It is put on by the same lovely people of NaNoWriMo but this time it is a 100 page script in 30 days. We, when I say we I am talking about my writing partner whom I worked with last year when we “won”, are trying to flush out what we want to write this year. The first idea was to take what I had written for NaNo and turn it in to an action movie, because the main character was supposed to be all bad ass and what not and that didn’t really come across in the way I wrote it. But now I think we may be taking Mae Hamm in a completely different direction. I love the character and she has so much potential to be awesome I want to do something great with her.

At this point I am researching Burlesque to see if Mae would be a good fit for it. We are still unsure of what the story line would be, the when and how are still open for discussion. I think we are going to set most of it in San Francisco, but that is not set in stone either. It will be interesting to see where this goes.

I am not a burlesque dancer, I really don’t know too much about it. It was suggested on twitter to check out A Wink and a Smile: The Art of Burlesque so I did, it follows a group of women through a class on how to burlesque in Seattle. Mind you this was all well before this grand plan for Script Frenzy was thought up. It was awesome I was hooked I wanted to learn more about this art form. As with a lot of things I end up a bit obsessed with learning all about whatever the subject is. Right now it is burlesque, the next thing I did was watch another documentary called Behind the Burly Q it was fascinating because it was all about the classic burlesque stars, many of them told their own stories in it.

I was talking to DH about this plan and it dawned on me that I would have to learn at least the basic of burlesque to be able to write about it convincingly. So I spent the evening googling pasties, how to make them, how to attach them and how to twirl the tasseled ones. In the course of the research I jokingly said that DH would end up liking the process of me learning about burlesque because I would have new skills to show off.

What I didn’t know is that while I am comfortable being naked around him even with the lights on, and I know he thinks I am sexy no matter. When it came to showing him a shimmy I was mortified at the thought of this. There was a 20 minute conversation about why I was all freaked out about giving a wiggle to the twins. There was much hemming and hawing on my part, nervous giggling and procrastinating. Finally with my eyes closed tight and after a deep breath I gave the girls a meek shimmy. I did it I shimmied, naked.

Most of the time I fancy myself as a well adjusted person, who has body issues, we all really do but I am aware when the crazy little mean voice in my head is chattering at me. I didn’t realize how little I value my ability to be sexy. So all in the name of “research” I am going to learn to burlesque and share that progress with DH. I have heard the women of the documentaries talk about how liberating the process can be. I will have to get back to you on that.

 

Getting my curves back



Women's form

Today standing in front of the floor length mirror in the bathroom at work I noticed that I am starting to get my curves back, well they are not totally back but they are looking better then they have in the recent past.

What is working you ask, well the second week of December I rejoined Weight Watchers. Yes, rejoined, I was doing WW back in 2007 and after about 16 lbs dropped I slowly stopped participating. I know it was working, what the hell was I thinking? All I can figure is that it was just not the right time.

After our family photo was taken for our holiday cards, I was less then impressed with how I looked in it. Four hours of working with a photo in PhotoShop makes you notice all the unpleasant things in it. I disliked it so much so that I re joined the next day, now please understand one thing, I have always been overweight, my whole life. So I am not expecting to be “skinny”. Hell I don’t want to be skinny that is not really a good look, well in my opinion. I feel that women need soft curves in all the right places.

Mine where starting to look less like curves and more like I was wearing a ski parka all the time. I want to show them off. I love the way I look when my clothes skim along the curves in just the right way, I feel sexy. I like that feeling; it is slowly coming back as I find them again. Who doesn’t want to be sexy?

While I would really like the number on the scale to be much smaller then it currently is, I still will never be skinny. That means this is not all about the numbers for me. It can’t be otherwise I am setting myself up to fail again. The numbers will change, of course but I do not want to define success or failure by those numbers. In the past I would have and maybe that is what pushed me to quitting even with the “success” I was having. It was not enough or not fast enough, compared to other people. Well you know what I finally understand? I am not other people. After 39 years on this planet I finally get that. There is only one of me, I am sure there are a few people who are grateful for that fact. (You know who you are O.o)

So while I am going through this process I want to share but I am not going to post numbers, I think that would contradict what I said about not being defined by them. I guess what I am going to post as a way of updates are some of the changed that I have made, that is helping me work towards finding my hibernating curves and get rid of my perma-parka.

Good luck on your New Years changes that you maybe making.


caution curves ahead

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