Despite the fact that this research was commissioned by a fecking ‘fat-freezing’ company – whom I won’t name as this shite needs no promotion – the findings, if they are to be believed, make me sad!
I happened to glance at the Daily Mail today and see an article which stated that 53% of British women hate the sight of themselves in a swimsuit, so much that they would rather miss out on a sunshine break than strip off. I couldn’t help but think that this must surely be bollocks…but then I started to think about some of the messages and comments I get from people about their bodies. They use the words ‘hate’ and ‘ashamed’ and ‘embarrassed’ and ‘failure’ to describe themselves and their relationships with their bodies. It makes me sad to think that this ‘research’ – which only polled 1000 women incidentally so can hardly be described as a given! – could be representative of the wonderful and eclectic mix of female flesh that we have in our wonderful country!
There were more shocking statistics:
60% refuse to be photographed in their holiday wardrobes.
27% confessed their most hated body part is their stomach, saying it’s the most stubborn to shape up.
93% admit to breathing in to make their tummies look flatter whenever on show around the pool.
12% are mortified by their bingo wings.
14% are worried about their bottoms.
20% are now paranoid about the soft flesh at the top of their legs.
8% feel uncomfortable about the look of their breasts in a swimsuit, with 17% feeling self-conscious about the over-hang at the straps.
25% insist on covering up their muffin tops, hips and thighs at all times with a sarong.
Just 1% claim to have no beach hang-ups at all.
A spokesperson for the ‘fat-freezing’ company rather ironically said: ‘What a shame that so many British women are missing out on amazing holidays because of their body anxiety.’ Can you read into the unsaid in this spokesperson’s comment? This shite makes me mad and sad!
When I talk to people about how I go swimming…without covering up in a towel…the look of horror on their faces makes me want to hug them. This horror isn’t concerning the sight of me in a swimsuit – it relates to them thinking about standing at the side of the pool in nothing but a swimsuit and how the thought of doing this is abhorrent to them.
I wish people could be comfortable with their bodies. Whilst I am not particularly proud of my body shape and what I have created…I am bloody proud of my body itself – so much so that I wrote it a letter once, which I have mentioned a few times. I mention it because it’s a fantastic exercise to carry out – so give it a go and let me know how you get on!
It’s been a long day, so I am going to wrap it up now. I have had a couple of great coaching sessions today with people who are making amazing progress…all down to their hard work and desire to find out what works for them – it’s exciting stuff. I also had a fabulous conversation with a wonderful lady which was pant-wettingly exciting…watch this space as there could be some fantastic collaboration taking place which focuses on health, well-being and coaching…eek! I love this stuff! I did the usual stuff of shops and horses and am pooped now so need some sleep…after watching Made in Chelsea!
Breakfast: Boiled eggs and bananas.
An okay food day – but a lack of preparation left me a bit buggered! Brekkie was the usual and was followed by a flapjack as a quick ‘grab’n’go’ lunch. Dinner was roast chicken breast with veggies, cheese, and pittas – red onion, courgette, and peppers. As a snack I had a papaya…but only ate a tiny bit of it as it tasted so bloody sweet to me!
Exercise: Nothing today…in preparation for weigh-in tomorrow I have steered clear of training and had my usual Monday rest day!
Thank you for reading,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx