I am struggling to make this blog post impartial. I’ve started writing it five times in the last 20 minutes and each time, by the second paragraph I feel as though I have alienated one group of people or another. So I am moving forward with the intention of not alienating or offending anyone, this is my truth, I realize that will make me extremely biased as I continue writing (and you continue reading) so I hope you’ll keep that in mind as well.
Our world has a problem. It’s a big one (pun intended). We are obsessed with fat. Let me clarify, we are obsessed with people that are fat, in the most ridiculous way possible. There are millions of reasons why people are overweight and why they stay that way. There are people who are born with a larger frame and maintain a healthy lifestyle, people who have physical ailments that don’t allow them the luxury to exercise on a regular basis, some don’t have access to fresh produce or food, some are comfortable being overweight and some have inappropriate learned habits and are addicted to the poison we pass off as food in America. No one, and I mean no one is unsure of how to live a healthy lifestyle that will inevitably cause them to lose weight. There is no mystery, however, in my experience the judgement and disdain that comes from others can cause those that are overweight to give up on making an effort.
Over the last few months I have made a commitment to embrace a healthier lifestyle including maintaining a nutritious diet and exercising on a regular basis. Typically, I am not the type of person that buys into the opinions of others, especially if I don’t know you, however as I have been fighting this uphill battle I have begun to notice how incredibly judgmental the world around me has been. In the course of the last three months I have been looked up and down my strangers, watched as kids and teenagers snickered at me while I walked around the track at the park, got weird looks while working out in a gym and have had a plethora of other rude interactions. The funny thing is, my confidence is actually pretty high right now. I’m feeling good, I’m losing weight, eating the right foods and am noticing a ton of great benefits from living a healthier life. To the world I am still just an overweight slob that is too lazy to get off my ass and exercise (even when I’m outside exercising).
I’m not writing about this for sympathy, for attention or even for people to build me up. I am in a place in my life where I don’t care about the opinions of people that are hateful for no reason. I’m writing about this so that the next time you see someone who is overweight that you don’t assume they are just choosing to not make an effort. It’s that assumption that just might break their will to keep going or to even start making changes at all.
If you’re struggling with keeping momentum or even getting off the starting line yourself, just start small. Make one small choice and find someone you trust to tell so you have someone to encourage you as you go along. Try new things and give yourself some credit. Last month I set a challenge to reach 30 miles in 30 days, which, at the time, seemed impossible. I accomplished and surpassed that goal and then set a 100 mile challenge for June. By joining a 100 Miles Monthly Facebook group and finding an exercise routine that works I have started craving exercise and am only 5 miles away from my goal with 5 days left in the month! A little change, some commitment, and a solid select group of people to keep me motivated have allowed me to jumpstart this new life. I’m incredibly grateful that I was able to get out of my head and have managed to stay out in an effort to keep progressing.
I hope you can too.