Why only the fit girls can be fit...
I like to look at before and after pictures because it motivates me. I like to frequent MFP, I like to read fitness blogs, I like to follow fitness "nuts" on Instagram; because they motivate me, too.
I admire these trim and cut women. I'm impressed with how much they can deadlift. I think it's hot that they can jump 3 feet in the air. I am jealous that they can bench more than their own body weight. OH! And don't even get me started on the drooling that ensues every time I see a fit gal doing pull-ups. I always look at these women and think that I'd like to be half as cool as they are. They motivate me because I'm just aiming for mediocrity and they're awesome incarnate. I mean did you see the way she ran that 10k like it was nothing? Or what about the way she just destroyed those pushups? Seriously?! These people must eat excellence for breakfast.
But recently doubt started to creep in. Why can only fit girls be fit? Why are they so awesome? I ask myself. My Self was unable to come up with an adequate answer. Which led me to question why I cannot be that amazing. The answer crazy shocked me: I CAN BE.
WHOA! SHUT THE FRONT DOOR!!!!! I've birthed 3 children, I'm 32, I'm OVERWEIGHT...and only FIT PEOPLE can be fit, right?
Well, this is shocking, but everyone starts somewhere. And I find that super refreshing for some reason. That gal with the abs? Yeah, she EARNED them. And just because she chose to get a 6 pack instead of eating a donut doesn't mean that she somehow transcends logic and is the only one allowed to have a HOT HOT HOT body. Right?
I don't know. Maybe I'm missing something, but this isn't genetics. I'm not trying to grow taller or have naturally curly hair. Hell, I'm not even trying to change my chest size. I'm just trying to lose some weight, be super awesomely healthy and look killer in a pencil skirt.
Ladies and Gents. This. Is. DOABLE.