Hi, My name is Aimee and I was a hater. I couldn’t stand that little Taylor Swift and her pseudo-country songs and just all things Taylor. I proclaimed my disdain for her, her ways, her making a bad impression on young girls with all her casual dating.
And dang if “Shake It Off” hasn’t become an anthem in our house.
Taylor, I’m sorry for being a hater. You’re helping me be a better mom and person. I’m learning to shake it off.
You see, the world has been speaking to me a lot this week. Someone in one of my accountability groups shared that she didn’t feel “worth it” to put in the hard work of taking care of her health. And then I saw two different posts that spoke on similar issues of feeling “worth it” (On exercising out of Self Love and knowing your own Weight Loss Motivation). Then I read the most beautiful writing I’ve read in quite sometime on Drowning out your Inner Critic.
You see, sometime the Hater is YOU. You are your own worst hater! You allow the voices of the other haters to STAY. To Stick. To hurt.
Don’t you remember, sticks and stones may break my bones but names, they never hurt me? Why’d you quit being so immune? Why’d you let the haters take up residence in your brain, your heart and soul?
Shake it off. Shake it off. Hoo hoo. Shake it off. Shake it off.
You see, I have been there! It is such a hard hole to pull yourself up out of. A hole of not loving yourself enough. In fact, of hating yourself and what you see in the mirror. I didn’t feel like I was worth it to put in the hard work. I had started and stopped working out so many times. My elementary school thunder thighs and chubby belly were just going to be who I was. I kept letting myself get bigger and bigger because I didn’t feel worth it to be anything else.
Throwback Thursday ~ Halloween 2009
So I found something else that IS worth it – our babies. I didn’t want to let THEM DOWN. I saw our beautiful daughter and knew I needed to run with her. I saw our beautiful son who wants so desperately to be an athlete that he needed me to run and throw with him. Get off the porch momma and come play with us. And so I just started to move. Little by little. Inch by inch. Step by step. Taking the first step was hard and not stopping when I heard the haters in my head saying “you can’t”, “why are you doing this”, “don’t you ever take a cheat day”, “you’re so smart, how did you let yourself end up like this”, I kept moving.
“But I keep cruising
Can’t stop, won’t stop grooving
It’s like I got this music
In my mind
Saying, “It’s gonna be alright.” ~Taylor Swift
When I started to become strong enough for the kids, I started to feel worth it for myself. I felt self-worth. I started to feel confident. I started to care about myself. I started to love myself.
The three tips I want to give you today are:
1.) Find your motivation. I hope that your motivation to get on a wellness journey is one of self-love, but if it’s not quite there today, where you can find your strength – is it your kids, is it your Faith? I know that God made you to love you. You are worthy of His love and you are SO WORTHY of YOUR OWN SELF-LOVE.
2.) Love yourself enough and block out the haters to give yourself 30 minutes of self-love a day with a nice slow walk or a stretching session.
3.) Plan your meals like you have a special guest coming over – you’d NEVER have a guest stand up to eat or shame eat some fast food or a candy bar in the car — be your own special guest! Treat yourself the way you treat the people you’d invite into your own home and you’ll start to feel special about yourself.
and 4.) If you’re so inclined, join me on Facebook or put a comment on this post if you’d like for me to coach you. I want to help! If you don’t feel like you even know where to start, let me help you get started!
I’m not asking you to be perfect or never eat or workout a million hours a day. I’m just asking you to love yourself enough to start giving yourself the life you deserve.
My wellness journey isn’t JUST about the weight loss or getting into smaller pants – It is a gift to me from me that I can play with my kids now and can run with them and buckle my seat belt on an airplane and sit on plastic patio furniture without it breaking (seriously, they need a sign on those things with a weight limit), and a million other little non scale victories.
Celebrate those small victories, even if it’s today I loved myself and smiled at the person in the mirror because I love her.
Please be kind to yourself. Love yourself first.