Mommy blogger, Rachel Hollis, who has hit celebrity status posting herself in a bikini, embracing her belly and stretch marks, with a whopping support of 117,000 likes to her biz page The Chic Site.
What’s a woman to do? Take the plunge and release her flawlessness or continue to use tools to alter her body?
For the past two years, I have struggled with my health and injuries. Being a certified personal trainer for 11 years, I took pride in never hurting myself until 2013, with a rotator cuff and hernia injury, in addition to the joys of aging. I found my body taking on a new shape despite working out and eating right, to a point where I now have a dream team of doctors working on my “health mysteries” with the results coming tomorrow.
I was never one who wore Spanx® and took pride in that decision. Being a certified personal trainer and needing Spanx® felt wrong. I felt I was cheating myself and those around me. However, once I realized I wasn’t able to control my weight gain, I made my purchase to feel more like “me.”
Part of my job takes me onto the red carpet so I wanted to hide the weight gain and “feel” like my old self. The reality is, the tightness around my stomach made me feel like a sausage casing and my thighs trapped for air. I found myself tugging down my dress to conceal any signs of my compression showing and fiddling with them to try to get a position that felt comfortable. I survived the night but not without a struggle.
The next day I had a very important meeting in Beverly Hills where I wanted to again, "feel my best” and tried putting them on again. I tugged, pulled and twisted my hip shorts to get comfort. Finally, I realized - this is crazy! I went into the hotel ladies room and yanked them off and placed them into my bag. I felt if I am going to be judged on my hip size vs. my brain capabilities, I might as well quit now.
My ending thoughts are; when I was in my 20’s I went from being a chronic dieter focused on the number, to being bedridden and learning to adopt a true healthy lifestyle. In my 30’s I was for my shape to be ripped in my peak condition. Now in my 40’s, I am in a blissful state of acceptance. I accept every bump, lump and curve. They say with age comes wisdom, I say it brings peace. :)