“You look bulky” is probably one of the many offensive comments women, who lift weights, constantly hear. I have never gotten into weight lifting but I have done it enough to get those comments. I’ve heard, “You look like a man,”“Your arms are bigger than mine (coming from a man)” or “You look buffy.” As much as I didn’t want them to affect me, I couldn’t help it. I was discouraged and decided to stop. I moved into doing more cardio hoping to burn all the muscles I’ve gained. Whatever.
Coming from an asian culture, it’s different. The expectations for women are very different. We are not supposed to look too muscular or too “cut.” Beauty or sexy is defined as skinny; like really skinny. There’s nothing wrong with being skinny. Unfortunately, some people (usually those who are close to you) are closed-minded and very easy to judge those who choose to be different. I had that mindset before but after a while, I got over it. I got inspired by women like Anne Phung (check her Instagram here), Ashley Rivera (click her Instagram here), and Aubrey Miles (click her Instagram here) to break the norm for asian women like us. I just started weightlifting again and I still need to learn so much more about it. It can be challenging (sometimes, even dangerous) so I’m taking it one workout at a time.
Weightlifting still scares me. I do think about getting “bulky,” and hearing those comments from time to time. However, I’m starting to realize that I’ll be damned if I do, damned if I don’t. So why the hell should I care about what people have to say about it, or about me? The more important thing is how it makes me feel right? Truthfully, weightlifting empowers me. Every rep is such an accomplishment and moving up to heavier weights is even a bigger deal. I love feeling sore the next day. I just need to process and embrace the fact that the goal is not to fit in 0 or 00 anymore. I’m not trying to become a bodybuilder (yet). The main goal is to shut negative comments out the door and focus on myself, my happiness, my strength, my own progress. It’s a process and doesn’t happen overnight.
For those of you who don’t appreciate weightlifting, it’s totally okay. We all have different fitness goals. BUT…and I say this in the nicest way possible…shut your mouth if you have nothing encouraging to say. Be sensitive enough and keep your unsolicited advice to yourself. Even if you mean well, certain comments can affect people in a bad way. I do have a couple of people who I completely trust and gave them permission to be completely honest and straightforward with me (you know who you are <3).
Do you lift weights or scared of lifting weights? I would love to hear from you! Let’s encourage and empower one another. 😉
Hey loves! Excuse my sweaty self. I wasn’t able to sleep the other night and was up until 5:00AM the next day. It must have been the pre-workout I had the night before. Anyways, since I couldn’t fall asleep, I decided to run my 4 miles. I started running 4 miles every other day trying to beat my time. Bronx-10 mile is just around the corner and this would be my very first “almost half-marathon” race. If you know me, you know that I hate running. So I decided to set a goal for myself and do a half-marathon this year.
To be honest, that run was such a struggle! Due to lack of sleep, I wasn’t able to run as fast as I could. As soon as I hit my 2 mile mark, my legs started cramping. It was supposed to be my rest day but I went for a run anyway. I decided not to count it against my goal so I turned off my phone’s GPS (and stopped tracking my run) and decided to just walk back. On my way, I went through the park instead of taking my regular route. It was such a lovely morning: warm but cool and breezy. My music was on blast as I walked through nature and I felt so….free and light. For once, I didn’t feel pressured about anything.
So here are some photos I took during my walk earlier. I took some shots and put my phone down. I didn’t wanna be occupied with social media and all other BS on my phone. I plan on doing this more often, just walking/running around to clear my head and nothing else. It’s actually refreshing.
I would love to be that 40-year-old mom of four who is physically fit and active. I am in my mid 20’s and I have been trying to be physically active. My only problem is the lack of consistency. You would see me work as hard as I can and extremely motivated to go to the gym for a week or less, then I fall off the wagon. I go back to eating whatever I want and watching Sex and the City Marathon all day instead of working out. This cycle of being on track and then losing my focus has been going on for years. I learned a few things as to why I keep falling off:
1. I restrict myself too much. When I say I am on a diet, I go on extremes. I eat salad, granola bar, and protein shake. Then I get depressed about it and end up bingeing.
2. I exhaust myself from working out too much. Again, another extreme. I go hard when I workout and I hurt myself from it. My body gives up on me.
3. I set unrealistic and short-term goals. “I want to lose 10 lbs. in a week.” Fitness gurus are right when they say being physically fit is a lifestyle change. Instead of thinking about my health 10 years from now, I focus too much on how I want to look for my next trip to the beach or for an upcoming event. That’s definitely a wrong way of thinking.
I just started to become active again. I run, skip, and box as my cardio and I just recently added weight lifting. That’s a whole different story. I haven’t been consistent as I should be but admitting it as a struggle is already a step ahead. Let me share a quick video I shared on my Instagram a few weeks ago.
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