This weekend was an interesting one, in light of what I talked about last week – the kinds of things we should be weighed on besides our weight. When I stuck this tattoo on my arm before spending the day running (and crawling, and swimming) through the mud I felt a little silly – because “strong” that’s isn’t necessarily a word I’d readily ascribe to myself…but at the end of the day, strong is exactly what I felt.
And it felt good.
It felt good because I surprised myself…but it felt even better because my children were there, watching. As young as Goldie is, it’s a big deal to me to know that she got to see her mom be nervous, and then do the scary thing anyway. It’s a big deal to me that she’s living in a world full of women who run and jump and climb for no other reason than because they can. And I know it made an impact on Indy, seeing me and hundreds of other women – women of all ages and all sizes – pulling each other up and cheering each other on.
It’s something I want my children to see over and over again in their lives.
This video now has over a million views…and it should.
I spent this morning scrolling through your #WeighThis stories, and wanted to share a few here.
I want to be weighed…
And this:
I love this. I love the women who read here, and who participate in this site. Thank you.
And a big thank-you to Lean Cuisine for starting a valuable conversation, and one I’m excited to be a part of…because it’s not only about how we value ourselves; it’s about what we’re teaching our children about self-worth and what we should all be weighing ourselves on…which is something much, much bigger and more important than a number on a scale.
This post was created in collaboration with Lean Cuisine.
