It is New Year's Eve. Even without a calendar I would be hard pressed not to know. My in-box and spam folders were literally filled with all the "new" and "improved" weight loss tips, tricks, gadgets, memberships, and other undesirable items. According to the few I scanned, I should be a negative size. How? Well considering the coffee, water, and green tea I consume in a given I day, I should weigh less than zero, or so the junk mail indicates.
The New Year brings copious amounts of money into the weight loss business. Just about anyone who is anyone has a book out. A brief walk through the bookstore is enough for me. The number one resolution by Americans each year is to lose weight. Oh somewhere down the list is health and family, but the number one resolution is to lose weight. The lowest, is to volunteer to help others. It makes me sad that the least popular resolution is to give of ourselves. I shall save my tirade on the lack of the many to help the few for another blog post.
From what I have already typed it would appear that I am not a fan of New Years, however I really enjoy New Years Eve and bringing in the New Year (we get 1 extra second this New Year). I always make sure the house is back to how it was prior to the Christmas festivities so we start the year fresh. On New Year's Eve we decline party invites so we can spend it as a family, playing games and being silly. We do not make resolutions. However, this year I think I shall.
I am making one resolution, but it is a big one.
My resolution for 2009 and beyond is to learn to love my body.
I have never learned how. I know what the media thinks I should look like. I know what the websites dictate one should look like, yet none tell me how to love my body. I see women larger than me and think they are beautiful. I see women smaller than me and think they really should eat. I see women 100+ pounds larger than me and see nothing but beauty. Yet when I look at myself, all I see are imperfections. Now, this is nothing new, I cannot recall ever loving my body. What I have concluded is that the women I see who are so beautiful to me, all radiate beauty. They love their bodies and they glow with self confidence. How I am going to get to that point, I do not know yet, but the day is young. I do know that I shall be working out how to go about learning to love my body. For if a specific plan is not written down the odds of it succeeding are quite low and I need for this to succeed.
Why do so many of us tie our self worth into our body mass? Is it societal?
No worries, the above was rhetorical and again, that is another topic for a different blog post. I am going ahead with my day and making my plan for loving my body the way it is. Then my family and I will have a wonderful evening playing games and ringing in 2009.
Wishing all of you a safe and healthy New Year!
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