In defense of working out

I like to workout a lot.  Well, let me clarify, I workout a lot.  I don't like to start, I don't often like the process of it, but I really like how I feel when it's over.  Lots of people have made comments about how they think I look or how I should look.  Fortunately, I am the only person who sees myself clearly, so I know why I'm running my 8 miles a few times a week or spending my hours in the gym whenever I get the chance.

The hard truth is, I'm getting old.  Things aren't as firm as they once were, and I don't like the jiggles that have appeared over the last few years.  So, I bust my behind trying to stay as close to "in shape" as I can.  What shape that is depends on your perspective.  And, from my angle, anything other than tomato would be nice.

A HUGE pet peeve of mine is when people complain about their bodies without putting any effort into correcting what they see as problems.  Embrace your curves/rolls/dimples/flaps/handles or fix them.  Honestly, if I could be comfortable in the skin I would be wearing if I didn't sweat through my three layered workout clothes, I would sit down right now.  I've seen the women who wear their tube tops over their size XXXL bellies and I wish I had that much self confidence.  Truly.  Unfortunately, I personally feel better working out, so I exercise.  If you feel better laying on the couch, have a bag of chips for me - I salute you!  But don't lay there complaining about yourself.  And please don't lay there ordering anything that promises to "melt away muffin top" or shrink your anything without diet or exercise.  

The hard fact is, unless you are one of a very select few, you're probably going to have to exercise if you want to look your best.  True, there are some people who don't have to work at it -- we call those people preteens.  And, their time is coming.

So, please know, if you're happy with how you look, I tip my hat to you.  Nothing looks better than self confidence.  And, I would never judge another person's right to be comfortable in their own skin.  But, if you don't like how your behind looks in your jeans, or what rolls over the top of your yoga pants, or how much fat pokes out from behind your bra - you're probably going to have to get up and workout.  Or marry a plastic surgeon.  And, if you find an available one, ask if he has a colleague for me.  Until then, I'll be over here sweating till I don't jiggle anymore.