Until last night on Twitter, I had never heard of the Exposed movement. Some of my sisters from the Sisterhood were talking about it and how they were going to do it. The premise of the whole movement is to post pictures of yourself and tell the world why you love yourself. To say that you love your body and all the wonderful things it can do. They were discussing if they were going to do it in underwear or bikini. I laughed. At that point, I wasn't even considering doing this. Even if I was, I don't have any cute underwear sets and I haven't owned a bikini in more years than I care to count. After lots of tweets, I went to bed.
I didn't think about it again until I got home from work today. That was when I watched Melissa's vlog about the new challenges for this week for Shrinkvivor. Now I have never been one to step back from a challenge. I have tried everything the sisters have thrown at me. So I did some thinking. Do I want my fear of "exposing" myself to the world make me a quitter?
It's 24 hours from the start of this whole thing and I'm back on Twitter. The girls are all talking about there posts and pictures and I'm starting to feel guilty. If they can do this, what the hell am I so afraid of? It can't be that somebody might think I'm fat because I already know that is true. So I just said screw it and put on a sports bra and exercise shorts and got the camera.
After lots of thought and reflection, here is what I decided about my body.
This body has given me life for almost 56 years. It is not in it's best shape, but that is a work in progress. My stomache is soft and squishy, but it carried five babies in it. Four of those babies were full term and once they came two at a time. It was streched to it's limits and has the scares to prove it. But it's getting stronger all the time and can do 50 sit ups at a time now.
These arms can hug, comfort, lift weights, do push ups, cook, clean, write, type, cuddle and love on my grandkids.
These legs have walked two mini marathons. They can dance up a storm. They never fail to get me where I need to be. And when I really push them, they try to run.
Here is the bottom line. I may not be what I want to be
right now, but I am beautiful. I am a great wife and mother. I am a totally awesome grandma. I am a daughter, sister, friend and teacher. This body lets me do pretty much everything I want to do. This body and me are pretty damn awesome and when we post this next year, we'll be even better.
Now comes the really hard part....can I hit publish post?