Please welcome the wonderful Elizabeth Seckman to my blog today - she is a super supportive blogger, and hosted a stop on my last blog tour, so as a thank you I've given her my blog for the day. I wonder what she has to say...
Thanks for having me over.
You go put the kettle on (practicing my Brit lingo) while I tell you how a fridge magnet changed my thinking.
I was out shopping with some girlfriends and came across this magnet, "Dear Lord, if you can't make me skinny, please make all my friends fat!"
At first glance I got a good laugh.
I mean misery does love company and if everyone was in the same chubby boat as me, I'd feel a whole lot better about myself.
Or our cellulite covered butts would sink our dingy and we'd all drown.
But still, I wouldn't be THE chunky chick, I'd just be one of many...
Then I started thinking...how beastly is that sort of thinking?
It's not at all motivating. I mean motivation is the push to do better, to try harder.
I decided this little five dollar cutie was a double fail-
"Lord, make me skinny?" Like I was going to get a miracle where chocolates, candies, and cakes were suddenly going to become the new broccoli, carrots, and celery of the world and TV watching would become high impact cardio?
I was asking to drag all my friends down (or up the scale) with me.
Ms. Size Six who never finishes a full meal? I hoped your every spoonful had a heaping helping of excess fat.
Ms. Thin who skates every evening? Sorry, I just wished you a broader bum!
Final conclusion? I am what I am because of the choices make. If I want to be something different, I have to make different choices. And if I don't want to put in the sweat equity, then I'll accept and love the person I am.
To wish failure on my friends? Well the only thing that shrinks is my personality.
My pooch is tummy pooch camouflage!
Elizabeth is just a simple Yankee chick who dares to dream...one day she'll have a clean house, a tight bum, and a shelf full of books with her name on them. The mother of four boys...she divides her time between the laundry room, the kitchen, and the computer.