Barbie: Every woman's has had one, nearly every woman wants to look like one.
How many of us actually do? Not a lot.
I've been going to my Zumba class work about 6 months now. There's a lady I have chatted up many times. Let's call her Workout Barbie. She looks remarkably like the picture above. This Tuesday, I felt particularly frustrated with her super tight buns as I watched mine jiggle in the mirror. After class I went up to her and asked what I had been wondering for the last six months.
"So do you look like this naturally or does it take a whole lot of work and I'm just not working hard enough."
Luckily she had a sense of humor and didn't smack me. She actually answered.
"Some of it genetics, my siblings are both pretty small. But I come to the gym for at least 2-3 hours a day and starve like a barbie. It kinda sucks."
I laughed out loud. I couldn't believe she was so honest. "But it works. I mean don't take this the wrong way, but you're hot. And your butt is amazing."
"Thank you. I'm glad it looks good. But it still sucks."
That made me think. Would I rather live a happy fulfilling life and keep an imperfect body. (fit, but still a little jiggly around the edges) Or would I rather have the perfect body (as much as genetics allows and 5% body fat) and never look at a carb again and keep up a routine that makes me miserable?
It feels like I am miserable when I am fat. But trying to meet the Barbie standard makes me miserable too.
Guess I'll just have to stay fit and healthy and make peace with my flab-ulous imperfections