I'm in pretty good shape, and it amazes me that I can spend minutes of every day pondering cellulite. I get up in the morning and look at my butt. Take a shower and look at my naked butt. I ask myself, "Is there more than yesterday or less than three years ago?" Maybe if I wake up on the wrong side of the bed, I flex just to see what is really going on. Oh, how about the changing room at the store? Yeah, get an infinite look at cellulite.
My point is that we all have cellulite. Cellulite meaning big hips, small breasts, less than perfect skin, not bright white teeth, funny ears, a big nose, no top lip, cankles… You name it, we can zone right in on our “cellulite” area and fixate on it several times a day.
If you saw me in a bikini, I don’t think you would say “Poor Gab and her cellulite.” Not only would you (hopefully) not notice, you might even think I’m in good shape and I don’t even think about cellulite.
We as humans, especially women, love to torture ourselves. It’d be like having a hand full of aces and kings and somehow obsessing over the fact that we had a two. We could win the game with the cards we were dealt but we don’t. Why? Because we can’t see the whole picture since we are focused in on our two. Meanwhile someone next to you is playing the table and having a great time with a mixed bag of 10s, an eight, and a Jack.
We create the prison about our body that we live in.
You know what? If you want to lose some weight, do it. Stop grumbling about it and play those aces. Smart, kind, beautiful, talented, loved, spiritual, healthy, athletic, and beautiful.
If you want to say it’s easy for me, go ahead. I could have used you when I was 12 years old and 6 feet tall. You could have come by my school in 10th grade when I was 6’3? and told me how easy it was when the kids were calling me “dork,” “daddy long legs,” “giraffe,” “freak” — you get the point.
What happened? I realized that God had given me some other cards, and they were aces. I embraced my size, and it’s become a very big blessing to me. If I’d focused on the bad, I wouldn’t have been able to recognize my good along with my gifts. It’s human nature but let’s try and make it a little easier on ourselves, shall we? I’m trying to start liking or at least laughing at cellulite. Someone told me once that people only see what we project.