At hot yoga today, a lovely soul complimented me on my weight loss. I was absolutely puzzled. And in my puzzled silence, I murmured the words "thank you" before changing the subject.
My confusion was simple- I've been bulking and pushing strength the last month... how did I look smaller when in my mind I'm ready to cut down the weight now? It shook me.
In that moment, I had two realizations. The first one was that in my pursuit to gain muscle, I melted some fat. And my second realization was that I have truly no idea what I look like.
If you ask me what I look like, I'd tell you blonde hair, blue eyes, and a loud personality- which is all true. But as a girl who grew up in a bigger body, I would instinctively tell you that I'm bigger?????
So here I am having this mental game in my head during an unusually long silence instead of accepting a very kind compliment from a very kind soul.
It goes to show that strangers are nicer than my own inner voice. And that's something that needs work. Here's to recognizing that I need to be kinder to myself. So do you.
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