A couple of years ago I was hit with the realisation that I WAS NEVER GOING TO BE PERFECT. I know this may not come as a surprise to many, but it depressed the hell out of me at the time.
I was on holidays and spending significant amounts of time flicking through women’s magazines and being taunted by pictures of celebs (including those around my age – Jennifer Aniston, Cameron Diaz, Jessica Biel (left) and the like) when it occurred to me that… even if I lost all of the weight I needed to. I WAS NEVER GONNA LOOK LIKE THEM.
I have obvious veins in my legs; I have stretch marks and scars. I’d probably also have some excess fat and saggy arms and a floppy chest (once devoid of fat deposits).
There was a moment when I briefly wondered WHAT WAS THE POINT of it all?! I could never compete with the likes of Ms Biel. I could never be perfect.
I’ve been thinking about this again recently. I’ve written about my habit of comparing myself to others – in the blogging world, and in terms of fitness. ‘Comparison is the thief of joy,’ says Theodore Roosevelt. And he’s right.
Blogger Rebecca from Weight Wars also recently talked about the fact that her mirror reflection didn’t live up to that of Hollywood actresses. “I know what you mean!” I said and left a comment about my veiny legs. “I’m not gonna be perfect even IF I lose weight,” I said. Before wondering who the hell expected me to be. Perfect, that is. Well, other than me.
True, I may not land George Clooney with my scars and wobbly bits; but does that mean my flaws make me completely unlovable?! Sure I believe that I’m unattractive to men looking the way I do now, but do I believe that I’ll still remain completely unattractive to them even if I was at / near my goal weight? Possibly.
I included this quote (on the right) in my last post about fitness levels… which suggests we should only compare ourselves WITH ourselves.
Karen from Before and After, hit on the same topic in her latest post… talking about perfection and self-discipline; and that we should only strive to be better versions of ourselves. My old weight loss program (12WBT) suggested the same thing. We should try to become the best possible version of ourselves, rather than aspiring to be, or be like, anyone else.
And, do you know what? My weight might be going nowhere but I’m a better version of me than I was this time last year. And, while I probably need to not aspire to perfection, improvement is something I can aspire to.
Do you have perfectionist tendencies?
Do you fall into the comparison trap?
Or perhaps your body is better than Jennifer Aniston’s!?!