Something occurred to me the other day, which I just shared with my Sisterhood cohort this week: For the first time in my memory, I will not have any resolutions on my list that have to do with health, fitness, or weight.
I told Paul this and he was like, “Right, because you are in great shape and you’ve accomplished that.”
That may seem logical to a dude. But many women know the headf*ck we get into with body image has nothing to do with getting in shape. It has to do with relentless self-criticism and an unhealthy standard women are held to in our culture. I am in good shape, and I am proud of how hard I worked to get in good shape. But I’m not the thinnest I’ve been in recent years. I weigh nearly 30 pounds more than I did five years ago or so, in fact. And back then, I still wanted to lose “another five pounds.”