Much of the talk today is to
overcome our unrealistic beauty standards; especially here in the West where we
believe beautiful is Barbie or modern G.I. Joe. I completely support it. We
all know companies and media are a big factor to blame in all this, so we can put
more money into their products. Though, I have no desire to bore us with that
talk. My last blog talked about the scam ads promoting magic pills. For some
people it’s a struggle to see that scam and wish it were real. I did. I still
do. I love my face and hair and I love the clothes that make me feel confident.
My confidence level is through the roof some days… as for other days; it’s
through the floor. I began to power lifting because I envied the strength, but in
the back of my mind, I wanted to be smaller, too. That’s were I faltered. When I first began
training, I was very back and forth on my training weeks. I would be so determined
for two to three weeks and then I’d have zero motivation to do anything but
sleep. I would hate on myself so much during
those weeks. I’d think how lazy I am, which would make me want to do it less as
I felt too shitty about myself. Eventually, I’d force myself back into it and
the cycle continued. My biggest problem is feeling so hopeless. Most of my life,
I have been back and forth with my weight in extremes. Right now is the
heaviest I've been. Partially due to the fact I've gained new muscle, which is
super exciting! Though for the last few months I've kept to lifting. So far, I haven’t
let myself quit. I still feel the low. What some people don’t realize is that
when you have constantly fought the battle of gaining and losing weight for a
long time, you have this epiphany of why do I care anymore? Why should I continue
trying when it gets me nothing and I just relapse anyway. I've felt this many
times, but I still continue trying because I know I can reach my dream. I want
to look into the mirror and love my body! That’s why I’m grateful to my dad for
introducing me to power lifting. Without it, I would be fifty pounds heavier
today, still feeling bad about myself. I gain a little more confidence
every time I come out of the gym. I hope others life me feel this way when they
leave the gym or get done doing whatever exercise because even if you don’t see
the results right away, it’s progress physically as well as mentally.
Sunday, December 07, 2014
Idiots
I was on Facebook the other day
when I saw an ad for this miracle diet from Doctor Oz. The girls before and
after pictures were familiar to me. I remembered seeing them on a power lifting
blog. After a little searching I found the blog. It was about the girl’s
success and achievements and all that, but the ad was using her pictures saying
she was using a miracle fruit or pill that doesn't exist. This did not in any
way surprise me. Though I was shocked at how much positive response there was
in the comments. So many women were sucked into it and were talking about
buying it. I just couldn't believe it. You could visibly see in the after photo
how much more toned and muscular she was compared to her before photo where she
had no muscle at all. I guess I was appalled because of that. This ad was
claiming she just took a pill and magically became healthy and fit or ‘skinny’
when it tells you right in the girls blog how hard she worked for that. Also,
the ad claimed she had lost thirty pounds when actually, she had gained weight
from the new muscle mass. It makes me pity them to see how gullible they are.
I've had my fair share of being sucked into whatever products, but they make
those ads in particular embarrassingly obvious it’s a blatant lie. I've had
body issue problems my whole life. I've always hated the extra fat on my body.
I've yo-yo-ed with my weight through the years, but I've known there is no such
thing as a ‘magic’ pill or ‘super-fruit’. I just wish that people would
understand that, too. It takes hard work. Power lifting isn't an easy sport. I've
had my days were I just want to quit because it’s unbelievably draining, even
for someone who’s been doing it all there lives. Then the other side of the
comments were shaming her for how she looked in the after photo. People—primarily
women –said things like she looked better in the before photo and the after
picture was photo shopped and she’s ugly or a slut. That really pissed me off.
There is no excuse for body shaming and please, someone tell me, why people
were throwing around the comment ‘slut’. Really? One person couldn't find anything bad to say
about the photos so they just decided ‘slut’ was an acceptable insult and other
people grew on that? I’m just flabbergasted about the whole thing. People are
so gullible and then so critical it makes my head spin. I hope no one I know
falls for these marketing ploys; there stupid, heartless scams.
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