jbohobo’s BodyBlog

Wow- my body has been all over the place. My routine, my eating habits, my self-image. It’s pretty crazy. One day, back at age 14, I learned to hate my body. An inheritance, a rite of passage, I don’t know, it just came with the age. Well, not too long after that I gained my first ounce of muscle through lifting 4 and 5 lb weights. I’ll never forget the day - I was truly amazed. But since then, I’ve done and have been and have experienced so many different things. Compulsive overeating, undereating, overexercising. I learned about the true art of eating clean back in the summer of ‘07. I knew life would be different for me; I had discovered a precious gem. But it wasn’t that easy. I’ve been tested many times since. I’m still afloat and alive and kickin but not where I want to be. I just can’t believe it’s still a battle. It’s still a battle and I don’t ‘diet’ like other women. I don’t engage in self-criticism when chatting with other women. I don’t even hate my body like I used to. And yet it’s something I need so crucially. I need to feel strong and relatively happy with my body or I truly feel like nothing. I feel inept and just deeply deeply unhappy.