Thin is instantly acceptable, fat needs to prove itself. I’ve always been a woman with a lot to say, but now everyone appears to be more interested in listening.
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The first time I set foot in a gym – voluntarily anyway – was in June of 2000. I was 23 years old, and had never done any regular fitness activities or sports in my life. I felt awkward and out of place, spent loads of energy worrying about how I looked and how everyone else looked, and enjoyed my gym time approximately not at all.
After several years, a lot of figure fluctuations, and the launch of this blog, I began to relax a bit. I was less worried and more contemplative. I did a lot of thinking about body image and fitness, self-scrutiny and confidence as I observed my fellow gym-goers. But I still did a lot of comparison. More than I’d like to admit, in fact. And a fair amount of judging, too, especially about how workout clothing fit and who was wearing full makeup and how much abdomen was showing. I had calmed some of my self-criticism, but seemingly amped up the cattiness.