Do you know how much magazine covers like this annoy the crap out of me. Who cares that Jessica Simpson lost 15kgs in 27 days after giving birth, I'm fairly certain I did something equally astonishing when I gave birth to my first child. Let the woman enjoy being a mother without putting any weighty expectations on her FFS!
As for the Who cover, all those lovely ladies on the cover have had the bejeezers airbrushed out of them. I didn't even need to look closely to see that.
I am sick of seeing who weighs what plastered all over the covers of women's magazines week in week out because frankly I could care less...and why do they put them next to the chocolates? Is it to make you look at a cover and see that movie star X has put on weight so why not buy a chocolate bar and celebrate the fact you haven't?
It is no secret that I have dedicated a lot of effort to my body this year. Running, weight training, boxing, RPM and a healthy, mindful attitude towards food have seen some amazing changes in my body. I can tell you I am actually fascinated by it, who knew that a 34 year old mother of four could actually develop visible abs for the first time in her life. It's been serious hard work and I am proud of what I have acheived in the last six months and looking forward to more changes in the next six.
When I got my arse in to gear and started putting the hard yards in to acheive the goals I had set for myself I had no idea how much I weighed. I sincerely had not stepped on the scales for at least 9 months. Weight is not my key performance indicator (KPI) it hasn't been for a very long time and I don't expect it ever will be again. I'll never know how much I weighed in January but my guess is that I have lost around 8-9kg since then.
My primary goal is to run a marathon in October and pretty much everything I have done up until now has been in pursuit of that. Except maybe all the upper body work, that's a bit of indulgence, do you know what a buzz it is to have people tell you how good, hot even, your upper body looks (and not be referring to your boobs)?
At the moment I am following the Michelle Bridges 12WBT Lean and Strong program which requires us to weigh ourselves weekly. Wednesday mornings is the scheduled weigh in time and I have found I start to panic a bit about it on Tuesday night. Ideally I am looking to maintain my current weight. It is such a mindfuck weighing myself every week. I am so glad that the number on the scales has not ruled my life since I was a teenager, when sadly the number on the scales was smaller than it is now but I looked in the mirror and saw a girl who was 'fat'. I do not want my daughters to ever experience the self loathing that can come of that.
Admittedly I have never been knowingly overweight, although probably much closer to the upper limit of a healthy BMI, so the necessity of knowing that number from week to week has never really been there for me. I have generally gauged myself on how my clothes fit and how I see myself in the mirror and in photos so the desire hasn't been there either.
Why do women collectively put so much value on that number they see on the scales? The media and society have so much to answer for on that account.
Fit, strong and healthy. They are the words by which I measure myself.
I am healthy, my BMI sits within the healthy range.
I am very fit, I ran a half marathon a month ago and I am planning for the full 42.2km in October
I am getting stronger everyday. I'm not really sure about why I need to lift heavy things but I am amused and a touch excited by the fact that I can. I am amazed at the human body and the way the muscles work and develop.
I have dropped several clothing sizes. The number on the tag matters less to me than how they look and feel on but I am excited at the prospect of heading to the US with so many shopping options available to me.
I can run around with my children for as long as they want me to, I often have more energy than they do.
I serve up healthy, yummy food and am instilling good food values in them.
I am being a positive role model for them there is no conversation about our weight or the weight of others around our table....there might be the odd 'gun show' though :)
These are the things that matter to me when the topic of weight is on the table, not the number on the scales.
What matters to you? Do you live and die by the number on the scales, analysing each small rise and fall, or are you happy to be within a healthy range? Do the magazine covers irritate you as much as they do me? I am interested to hear what you think.
Tatum xx