Size 4 isn't always the ideal people think it is.
A couple years ago, something in me snapped. I had birthed 2 children, I was a size 10/11, 165lbs. I was with my family at a pool and someone called me "a whale with tiger stripes" (stretch marks). With that, I began a battle with Anorexia.
I ate 1 granola bar in the morning, and that was it. 200 calories a day. In about 8 months, I had dropped to a size 2 and 125lbs.
Awesome, right? No.
My body was a wreck. I had lost more muscle than fat. I looked deflated with fat pouches hanging everywhere. My immune system was shot. I developed severe intestinal issues. I definitely did not look like a slim waif that a size 2 is usually depicted at.
So, I began working on eating again which is very tough when you are coming out of an eating disorder because your body is in starvation mode, it stores everything you eat.
So, I began to gain weight again. But, I also started exercising. The picture that I posted is me at size 4, 135lbs. If you didn't know that, you'd think by looking at the picture that I was a size 10 or 12.
I constantly have people telling me that I am too skinny, need to eat a cheeseburger, don't need to exercise because I am a size 4. Why does everyone think they have the right to comment on my body? Why do they think they know what is best for me?
Size and weight mean nothing. Taking care of your body is everything.
I now know that skinny isn't a goal, it isn't right or realistic. Feeding my body proper nutrients, exercising my muscles and building strength... that will get me to my goals. Starvation won't. In with strong, In with fit. Out with weight and size. Change your mindset and it will change your life.
The picture I posted is the beginning of my fitness journey. I have started Insanity workouts and hope to take better care of my body. Whatever size or weight I end up being, I am going to be healthy.