Everyone on social media wants to improve it seems. From hashtag #Grind to Team No Days Off, off-peak “improvement” season, bigger, better, bolder, stronger… and there is nothing wrong with this. It’s human nature to want to always be striving for improvement. Especially now, It’s getting to that pre-summer, pre-bikini competition time where everyone seems to be cutting or bulking, making changes to gain that coveted development and advance ready for that #transformationtuesday.
But do you want to know something?
When it comes to my aesthetics, to my muscle mass, fat mass, hip inches; I don’t want to improve. I’m in one of the best places i’ve ever been in terms of my mental health. I eat the foods I enjoy, I train in a way that makes me very happy because i’m not really doing the same thing twice, and I’m actually learning to appreciate the body I have, exactly how it is. I don’t want to change. I don’t want to cut a little of my calories to see a cheeky ab muscle but I also don’t want to stuff myself and lift extremely heavy to see massive muscle growth. I don’t have a certain training regime – I do spin classes, I use dumbbells, I use barbells, I do treadmill sprints, I do random HIIT sessions, I do plyometrics, I run outside (perhaps not as much as i’d like). I know that I could get bigger, have better muscles, lose a little fat, and, perhaps the most controversial, I know that I could lift a lot heavier, but I don’t want to. In fitness terms, I don’t lift very heavy. But in all honesty? Spending a whole session just lifting heavy weights BORES me. I’d rather mix it up a little, do some kettle bell swings and box jumps in between the squats and the deadlifts (I do still do these moves because they make me feel good, but never for more than 4 sets. I have a short attention span and I hate the repetitive nature of it all.) Looking back at pictures from a year ago, I look quite similar. The drastic change came a year before that, when I really did NEED to gain weight in order to get stronger mentally and physically. That was a big enough change, a big enough improvement, one that I think will do me for quite a while, thank you very much.
In the future I would love to get stronger and lift heavier, perhaps when I have more time/motivation/knowledge/all of the above. But right now? I’m happy where I am. I feel good. I (think?) I look good. I’m not fat, i’m not skinny, i’m not super muscley. I’m trying to learn that there is nothing wrong with wanting to stay exactly as you are.
Instead, I want to improve in other ways.
I want to be a better friend, a better daughter, a better writer. I want to put my energy into these things, rather than that extra 10kg on my squat.
please note: I AM NOT BASHING THESE THINGS. There will definitely come a time when I am excited to get that extra 10kg, when I want to get bigger shoulders and stronger thighs, get that faster mile. I am just trying to make a point that it is also okay to be comfortable for a while. It is okay to just be for a while.