YAGAZIE EMEZI

Body Image.

So, I’ve started taking fitness really seriously lately. And it’s been hard. I started off strong and started slacking. Went to the beach yesterday and ate McDonald’s, a lot. SO along came the guilt.

As a woman, I will always have issues with my body. I will always compare myself to someone else. And as a former bulimic, I feel that there is always an easier way to lose weight. I could limit my food intake, workout insanely, or simply starve….or all.

But wait. Let me not do all that. I don’t want to. Why? Just 2 reasons.

Because someone will love me the way I am. Just the way I am now.

Because most importantly, when other women ask me how I got in shape, how I did it, I want to tell them that it wasn’t easy. That That I ate healthy and I worked out hard. That I pushed myself. That I failed several times, but I kept at it. I want that.

I run every night and I’m at the point where the little or major workouts that I do, they simply make me feel good and it betters my day. So as unhealthy as I eat every now and then, it’s okay. I may not have the body of a fitness model or super model, but I have THIS body. So shiiiitttt, I’m going to deal with it.