Sunday was my Big, Fat Birthday. I am now 41 years old - poised atop the slippery slide to 50. Holy shit. Okay, that was a bit dramatic - 50 is still a long ways off. But, oh... the mind trip.
I am actually enjoying getting older. I have never been happier, felt healthier, sexier, stronger, or more comfortable in my own skin. Most of my girlfriends are the same way - really coming into our own, finding new strength in really amazing ways, finally comfortable being with ourselves, more on track, more confident...
Until the weirdest thing happens. We catch one glimpse of the cellulite on our asses and all that goes out the window. What the hell??? How is it possible that women who have so much going on can still get derailed so fast by being human? It's like we are back in high school comparing ourselves to the cheerleaders and suddenly hide in the library because we find we come up short. I was recently with some friends having the most wonderful, intelligent, stimulating conversation until it turned to our bodies. Suddenly we're in front of mirrors bemoaning our thighs, bellies, boobs, noses, chins, asses... How is it possible that, with all the living and learning we have under our belts, we are still comparing ourselves to Supermodels and Porn queens?
Guess what? Cindy Crawford has said that even she doesn't wake up looking like Cindy Crawford! They are airbrushed upside down and backwards. And, even if they're not, who the hell cares? Seriously!
And it's not just women, men do it too. I have many male friends that want bigger muscles, bigger and longer love pumps, bigger calves, more hair, rounder asses.
We are here on this human planet having a human experience with these human bodies and beat ourselves, and others, up because we have human asses. How ridiculous is that?
I am calling for an end to the madness. How about we stop pointing the finger at the ass fat on ourselves and others and start focusing on all the amazing things we have going on in this life? I say we eat well, feed our bodies what they need to be as healthy as possible, exercise to look and feel as great as we possibly can and then just get the hell on with being incredibly happy, grateful humans. Life is short and I have too much to do.
Besides, it's much more fun to both have and be a blissfully bouncy, slightly dimpled, thoroughly unapologetic human ass.
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