I first saw the article about Maria Kang and the picture’s controversial responses on Facebook. I’ve been her follower on Instagram for awhile now but I haven’t noticed that picture until well, a few days ago.
After re-sharing and asking my friends about it it sparked quite a debate between the pro and the cons.
First of, I have nothing but respect for Maria Kang. She put herself out there and of course there are bounds to be people who support her and who get inspired – like me who is obviously into healthy living etc. – by her story, her journey and there will be people who call her names and passing judgments’. She posted the picture on her blog which is clearly in the Fitness Blogger niche and in that context it is inspiring.
The reasons why I decided to just write a blog post is because I’ve been on both ends of the spectrum.
Yes, I’ve been fat
I’ve been pretty fit.
I know first handedly how it feels to be ridiculed and teased because I was fat. Then to be called a snob for posting pictures of me flexing.
Maybe the caption on the picture was too strong, people do make mistakes but can’t we just take the good and ditch the bad and not getting so worked up? I’ve seen picture of a man with one leg who worked hard and build a strong body with similar caption and it wasn’t such a big deal. But as someone who clearly enjoy fitness world, I see nothing but inspirations in that lady.
Why can’t we be supportive instead of bashing and flaming and passing hate around?
The old me was an emotional eater. Meaning I numbed my emotions with food so I don’t feel or deal with them but by stuffing my face with food I only ended up feeling disgusted and hated myself even more. See the evil cycle here? I went so far to call myself names because I couldn’t deal with things in my life. It’s an old habit that I had to change.
Until I found endorphin…
Until I found peace from within me…
Until I realized, I need to find my own happiness and I will never be truly happy no matter what I have or who I am with.
Until I could love me…I will never be truly happy.
On my journey to drop those weights, I discovered the real girl inside me underneath all those layers of self-defense; of automatic walls I’ve build.
It was very much – if not more – a self discovery journey as it’s a journey to be healthy and fit.
I will write more about that.
As I started to enjoy my new lifestyle, I realized I am posting more and more pictures of myself especially on Instagram. If you really want to see, two years ago I hardly post any picture of myself. Is it being vein? I worked hard. I have and still dealing with bad days when my herniated discs flare up but to put my self into a discipline of working out and eating healthy (I’ve been falling off the wagon on this one!). I posted pictures of myself yes but it’s not to shout “I’m better than you!” it’s more like “See, I’m not perfect. I have a back pain. I am a mother. I work full time. I used to hate to break a sweat.”
If I could inspire one person then wow I’m so humble because physically, I am not one those fitness models who sports six pack all season long. I realized not everyone will choose this way of living and that’s fine, that doesn’t make them any less human than me. To each their own.
So who am I? I am Maureen and I am happier now, a lot happier…even when I am heavier than I was last year. This is a lifetime journey not just a quick fix. I am still trying to figure out what really works for me and my body in a gentle way because I love me. So as much as I get inspirations from other people it is still a very much personal journey to find that balance. Balance that works for my own body.
The world is already full of negativity so I guess I’m just trying to keep my zen by not getting carried away in the controversy because I noticed some pretty strong hateful comments coming from the fitness community too.
Take the good, ditch the bad, eh?