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Comparing yourself to others is never a good thing....

Every now and then  I get down on myself about my body and the way it's shaped. And it becomes worse the more I look at and compare myself to other women. When you compare yourself to others, all it does is cause you to focus on your flaws, all the things you hate about yourself, rather than on the things that you DO like about yourself.


As I've shared before, I have always hated the fact that I have NO hips and that I hold fat on the sides of my stomach(aka love handles-and yes, they are there, I just always try to hide them!). I don't have the square abs and tiny waists that I see in pictures of fitness models. And I have always hated my skinny little legs, bony knees and scrawny calves.

I know that no matter what I do, the shape of my waist and the size of my hips are things I cannot change. So why do I scrutinize myself the way I do?  Why do I compare myself to others with completely different body types than me? Why do I focus on my imperfections, especially the ones I can't change? 


All I can do is work with what I've got and make myself the best ME that I can be, and not compare myself to anyone else. I'm proud of the physique that I have created. I'm proud of the quads that I've built through heavy squats and lunges, I'm proud of my shoulders that pop out, and my arms that I've built through years of heavy pushing and pulling.

We are each unique, with different body types, but all beautiful in our own ways no matter our shape or size. We can only do the best we can with the body we are given. You can't change the length of your legs, the way your abs are shaped, whether you have wide hips, or narrow hips, skinny calves, or big calves. You can build up muscle and lose fat, but there are some things you will never be able to change and just have to accept.

Be proud of how far you have come, of the body that you have created, and don't compare yourself to others!

Comments

  1. HS @ Our Debt BlogFebruary 11, 2012 at 10:50 AM

    I think I speak for everyone... we would love to have a body like yours and able to do the crazy stuff you do at the gym lol

    But I know where you're coming from, no matter what people tell me, I'm never happy, I keep trying to change and make it better.

    I'm going to add you to my blogroll, keep up the good work.

    HS

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    1. LindsayFebruary 11, 2012 at 11:12 AM

      Thank you! We are always our own worst critics!

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