Perfection doesn’t exist. It’s a mystical creature that we are forever chasing, just like the leprechaun’s pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. The chase can be exhausting because we don’t actually get closer to this concept no matter how fast we’re moving. The concept of perfect is something that we create in our own minds; something might be perfect to one person, yet full of flaws and dislike to another. And that’s ok. And that doesn’t mean that you can’t be perfectly YOU. Being authentic and real in yourself is way more rewarding and empowering than what anyone else deems perfect.
Chasing what is deemed to be a perfect body will never be achieved. We are all unique with our flaws, scars (internal and external), marks, spots, lumps and bumps, curves and all. Your age, shape and size, total composition, genetics; that’s what makes you, YOU. Cellulite isn’t unhealthy; stomach rolls aren’t bad; jiggle isn’t gross. Our bodies are meant to move around, and when that happens, things will bunch and bulge and crease, because that is simply what bodies do. Nothing is smooth; it is all imperfect and that is normal. To me, that’s healthy. Because what fun is perfect anyway?
Stop fighting your body. Stop chasing social media’s perception of perfection. Accept your body. Express it. Enjoy it. Feel alive in it. Remember all the wonderful things that it can do. When you allow your body to move as it was designed, this is the ultimate intention of fitness.
Comments