- My hair is too curly.
- My hair it too straight.
- My legs are too short.
- My boobs are too small.
- My ass is too wide.
For triathlete women, it sounds something more like:
- I'm not a good swimmer.
- I'm not a very fast cyclist.
- Don't wait for me on the run - I'll be at the end.
- Does my ass look too big in these little, itty, bitty shorts?
- I can't wear that top, my gut hangs out the bottom.
- Is my ass eating the bike seat or what?
- Do I have back fat when I wear this tri-top? Back fat, yes people, the new obsession when wearing a tight tri top or sports bra, believe it.
- I finished third in my race today...out of three.
Why do we not see what the rest of the world sees? The truth IS, men don't care if you're a little soft around the middle. As Ryan says, women are SUPPOSED to be a little soft - show me a woman that is 'rock hard' and THAT'S A MAN BABY. (See why I keep him?) Anyway, it's so convoluted and twisted that it's hard to see our way out of our body image obsession. Now, believe me when I say that we should ALL dress for our size and shape (go to any Walmart for good examples). I have legs to my armpits, I can't look like Betsy or Ashley or (fill in other name here), I never will. Here's some good, positive options I want to hear all you chickies using:
- I finished third in my race today (period). If some jackass really wants to get funny with you, they'll look it up on-line. Screw them, they spent the day on the couch.
- I think I'll go for the more conservative top - I'm long waisted (much better than my gut hangs out).
- Do you have a map of the ride or run, in case I can't hold onto the pack (not I'm slow, I suck)?
- (Personal favorite) - Hey baby, fat floats and your dense little bod is going to sink like the Titanic OR I just like to be buoyant!
Go to any race and see every single shape and size known to man. An Ironman is an Ironman...I don't care what you're shaped like. The next time you hear someone whining in the locker room - just say, we're great, look what we did today? I bet they just look at you and don't say anything...at a loss for words.