OK, My mind get's filled with all kinds of crazy shit and I just need to let a few devious things out every now & again, or I'll burst!
I am sick and tired of seeing all these freakin Bowflex commercials with scantily clad hotties showin off their "Oh so svelt" bods...ugh. Promoting that certain diet pills or exercise machines will build a better me. What's wrong here?
Everytime I turn on the television, the radio, hell, even with stupid pop-ups on the internet...I'm bombarded by images of these unrealistic bodies! It's messed up people!
Men with abs that look like they were chiseled out of stone, arms so big, they resemble tree trunks, rather than human limbs...women with extremely tiny waists and ENORMOUS fake breasts, all preaching to my lazy ass about fitness...sigh. WTF?!
Like ANY of those people share common ground with Jared (That subway guy). They don't even look real! How am I, or any of you for that matter, supposed to "relate" to them?
I sit there watching them work out (not even sweating!) munching on my bag of Oreos, feeling a little defeated and ashamed...I'm tired of it. I flip the channel...ugh, again, another infomercial...sigh.
I wish like hell, they would turn the cameras around and pan the whole production/film crew and allow others to see "real" people...everday, normal people. Guys with potbellies, and love-handles....women with "normal" breasts and round bottoms. People that can't afford and maybe even if they could...wouldn't want plastic surgery! People that have jobs that have to work, and cannot manage a 6 hour a day workout with a personal trainer while someone's cooking all their low-cal meals!
I'm starting to think I'm lucky that I don't have a daughter, how could I raise her to grow up without huge insecurities and a constant need to feel "good enough" in society's eyes?! I have hard enough time myself!
Don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those "Reassure me, tell me I'm pretty, cuz' I LOVE to hear praise" kind of girls or anything, I'm just an average woman, with average expectations of myself.
I KNOW that I'm NOT perfect, trust me, I know. I also know that I'm 100% NATURAL, which to those people promoting those diet pills and workout machines is equivelant to being FLAWED and unacceptable. My flaws are what makes me beautiful! So are yours! I'm a woman, for crying out loud...I'm supposed to be squishy and soft in certain areas...lol!
I don't want to be able to benchpress my boyfriend, I just want to be healthy! I don't want to strut around on some stage, all oiled up with veins popping out everywhere, looking like a man.
I just want to be able to stuff my face full of Oreo's (guilt-free), sprawled out on my couch in my jammie's, whenever I so choose, WITHOUT having to be interrupted by some plastic broad on a row machine, staring back at me and insulting my lifestyle...sigh.
I am what I am, and I LOVE me...flaws and all!
