This month is Women’s History Month so each day I will be sharing either about an event that women are holding, a woman-owned business, reintroducing you to my girls ( they each get a separate post) and also giving you a brief glimpse of the women I admire. Tuesday, I shared with you a heartwarming post from one such woman. And yesterday I shared 4 more bloggers who have an incredible sense of self as well as such amazing hearts. They are helping me change those negative images that we see each day. If you missed the first post in this series you can check it out here and here.
Today is another one of those bloggers who wrote a book. But as I said before if I edit their story I would not be giving their stories justice. So today I have my favorite Princess, Taco Belle giving her story. I met Jenny Bell from Go Fayetteville when I went on a tour of Fayetteville and she is someone I felt an immediate connection with. I know you are going to love her as much as I do.
An athlete or runner or fitness guru, I am not. I’ve never been the type who thrives on gym time or runs or diet trends. Honestly, I’ve always been much taller and bigger than most women I know, going all the way back to high school, when I played all the sports and was in the best shape of my life. At some point, in my early 30’s, I came to accept the fact I don’t fit the mold of those women who pursue fitness like it’s their full-time job. I also don’t judge those who do.
Instead, the conclusion I came to over the last few years was, I may not ever be that “type,” but it doesn’t mean I can’t try things that push me outside my comfort zone. I’ve done (and blogged about) a lot of adventures that have pushed me beyond my limits over the last few years. That list includes yoga classes, zip-lining, a Color Run, kayaking, and more. Each time I approached something new, I had the attitude of, why not? I walked most of the Color Run. So what? I used adaptive practices in yoga classes. So what?
The point is, I pushed myself and tried it and wasn’t ashamed to write about it. Will I try and blog about something else challenging tomorrow, then write about my love for tacos the next week? Yes, yes, I will. Because I’m no longer ashamed of the body I live in. Because I don’t need to fit a mold to feel any sense of worth. I am not a stereotype. I’m just a regular woman, wanting to live her life to the fullest extent on every front. And when you know you’re doing that, you learn to be content with who you just are. That’s worth more than any medal ever awarded.