Getting serious for a sec.
November 12, 2010 - 7:19 pm
A must read from Marie Claire: http://www.marieclaire.com/health-fitness/news/articles/health-blogger-controversy
As a former anorexic - think Portia de Rossi - I am 5’6″ and at one time I weighed 86 pounds and I exercised to excess. Don’t emulate the ‘big six’. Extremism, whether in diet or exercise or religion or politics is not good for your health. Yeah, in our secret hearts none of us measures up. Ignore the sneaky messages your secret heart sends to your brain and do your best to be healthy. Why does this stuff scare me? Why does it piss me off? Because I have two daughters, that’s why. I don’t want them influenced by this crap.
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November 13th, 2010 at 2:09 am
I have two daughters and it scares me. Especially since my youngest always complains she’s fat, which she’s not.
November 13th, 2010 at 8:58 am
I’ve had similar issues and I’m enraged to still be seeing emaciated models held up as the ideal body type-it’s anti-feminine and anti-life. A hundred years from now, scholars will be saying “look at people at the turn of the 21st century they expected doom and apocalyptic disaster and the feminine-ideal was one of near death, abuse and starvation.”
I might be speaking out of context but the message from my secret heart saved my life and told me I wasn’t the one who had the problem. I would advise girls/women to never ignore what your heart is saying-it’s often so much better informed than our minds. It’s a poorly defined ego and collective expectations that can get a woman in hot water. The heart usually knows the way.
XXOO Kat
November 13th, 2010 at 10:25 am
Amber - I know how you feel - both my daughters have already had their bouts of toying with anorexia and it scares me to death. I have to fight the urge every single day to look in a mirror and call myself fat. When I weighed 86 pounds, I thought I was the size of a hippo! Insanity!
Kat - Yes, these emaciated models and this photo tweaking to make them look even more emaciated? Crazy! I’m glad your heart’s message was positive - mine is still very insecure.
November 16th, 2010 at 6:41 pm
Hi Julia,
I came to your blog through Rebecca over at Dirty Sexy Books.
You know, it never ceases to amaze me how incidious one’s brain can be. My sister was an anorexic as a teen and it would have been quite easy for me to follow in her footsteps. An aunt of mine (may she rest in peasce) gave me some invaluable and pragmatic advice, though, and it got me through - “If you don’t eat, you don’t $h1t and if you don’t $h1t you die.”
Twenty years on, I still look in the mirror and see fat and yet I’m a size 8-10, which puts me in the healthy bracket, I guess. I don’t weigh myself in purpose. I gauge my weight losses and gains purely by how my clothes fit. I don’t think my ability to always see my own ‘fat’ will ever go away. But I did eat today. Rather well, as a matter of fact.
November 16th, 2010 at 7:05 pm
Gillian, thanks for the comment and welcome. Yes, I know. I’m the same size as you, yet I cannot look in a mirror. It’s crazy. I eat what I want now, but I also exercise a lot. That’s the way I channel my latent anorexia. You never really get rid of it, you just control the impulse to starve yourself.