legs, thighs... the whole darn bird

Last night i saw a pretty good new show on fx, justified. And honestly my favorite thing about the show (other than the always perfectly gorgeous timothy olyphant) was, for sure, the main actress - and to be more specific - her legs.

They were normal legs! They were not hollywood sticks or shapely perfection. She had average legs, kind of thicker and short. It kind of make my day.

I am so over women belittling themselves, especially their legs. I am tired of my friends being afraid to wear, or even own, a bathing suit for fear that someone will see their body. And i am definitely done with hearing specifically from friends about how terrible their legs are, how fat their thighs are, and how unpresentable they are in anything shorter than pants.

Here's hoping that a cool tv show with a good-looking, normal woman with normal legs plus as much positivity we can send around the sisterhood of women things can change.

In an interview with Anne Lamott in last month's Body and Soul she completed the sentence 'if i could say anything to myself 20 years ago':

"The single least important thing in life is how your thighs look."

Hear hear!

Laugh out Loud Thursday!

I miss this comic! Cathy is so the Bridget Jones of the comic world... love her!

cyclical living

(I liked the last blog title, as it is now part of my job at work to create monthly fun events - i think i'm totally going to steal laugh out loud thursday!)
:)

So this moodybooty has been attempting some more aggressive fitness routines in hopes of some more dramatic (heck lets just say some more actual) weight loss. And its working! A year of working out has been no match for a month of working out while eating properly. Go figure.

While on this journey i have noticed one very important thing - life is cyclical. And a happy life (i think) is one that acknowledges and embraces this fact. I am perfectly okay with knowing that i'm losing weight now and that in a month or two i probably won't be. And then to continue that thought on to knowing that after the dry spell i can probably start losing weight again. Without this mentality i'm not sure i could have continued my commitment to health. Sometimes health seems fickle - you're doing everything right and the pounds still don't come off. Or you don't do everything right and things are still okay. The body is a strange animal. Or, i readily admit, i just don't understand it! ;)

So right now i'm able to successfully eat small portions, stop eating by 8pm, and work out at least 5 times a week - and the pounds are coming off... if only life were always this good.
--middle sis