Confession Tuesday - The Weight Edition

Three Graces by Sandro Botticelli

Dear Reader, another week has passed and here I am thinking about what to confess.
I watched a video this week that has made me think about body image.  Oh, there is so much to confess here.  I should just begin...

I confess, It says I'm 5'8 on my license because when I told the clerk I weighed 125 lbs he wouldn't change my weight.  He said, "It's only 5 pounds. I'm going to leave it at 130."  So I said, "Fine, I'm 5'8"," which he changed my height to.  (I'm actually 5'7 1/2").

I confess I don't actually weigh 125 (and haven't since I was 12), but I have always considered my driver's license weight as a nice place to keep my "goal weight" so I always keep my DL weight 10 lbs lower than what I weigh.  (If you do the math you will see I really weigh 135).

I confess that my weight fluctuates about 10 lbs during the year (I'll weigh anywhere from 132-142), when I look in the mirror, I can't tell the difference.  I don't know if I'm skinny, curvy or chunky; I only see me.

I confess I was brought up in the 70's with a family of women who had a dysfunctional relationship with weight.  I swear, I know females in my family who lived only on Tab soda all summer. It's taken me years to try to change the messages that were given to me as a girlchild and still, sometimes they sneak back in with a weird, "You'd be much happier 5 pounds lighter."

I confess I like chocolate and dessert more than being a size 6.  

I confess I refuse to let the culture's obsession with weight, change what my daughter thinks of herself. Because of that, even on what feels like my ugliest days, in all of her life I have made a point never to complain about how I feel about my body or the way I look in front of her.  And actually, this small change in my behavior has actually be something that has helped me like my own body better.

I confess I always assumed women in their 30's, 40's, 50's, and above were happy with how they looked.  I guess I assumed there was an age you pass where you know longer worry about the size of your hips. ( Note: I have learned to appreciate the size of my hips.)

A friend and I were having a conversation yesterday and laughing about how our bodies are changing and there's really nothing we can do about it except accept it.  There's a great satisfaction in knowing that I don't have to worry about whether I look good in a bikini because I'm not putting one on.  And it helps me love this body (love the skin that you're living in), because if I don't there's no hope for the body that's on order 20 years from now.  And we decided that if someone didn't like us because we weren't a) thin enough b) pretty  enough  c) young enough  etc, then they really wouldn't be someone we'd want in our lives anyway. 

I confess when I look at other women, I don't notice their body sizes, I notice what they are passionate about.

Though I confess even as a feminist, as a woman who knows all about all this craziness in our culture that is put on women and their weight, I still am surprised that I care about the number on the scale as much as I do.


This is the video trailer called Killing Us Softly: Advertising's Images on Women (thank you Ren Powell who linked it up on her FB page) that inspired this post.  It's a great reminder on how we are fed fake images as real.  It's a great reminder that by saying, "I love myself as I am" is the best way to defeat this type of thinking that there is a "perfect body."  It's a great reminder that even Cindy Crawford doesn't look like Cindy Crawford.




  1. Love the DL weight as goal weight idea. I had to renew mine this year, and the woman just left everything as is after looking at me, so I liked that! And I'm happy as I am, though I always want to be stronger and more flexible, so I take action toward that! By chance, exercise class and weights are in my blog today, too!

  2. Kelli,
    I envy your body acceptance. How I wish the body image issue was as simple as logic and will.

  3. Wouldn't it be great if tomorrow, or 5, 10, 20 years from now this preoccupation with women's weight were no longer an issue?

  4. Kelli, a wonderful reflection and the comments too--and then I got to the bottom of the page where there are "ads by Google" and found a link to "Free BMI Calculator" inviting me to a free seminar at a Bariatric Center of Excellence.

    I think I laughed at least 50 calories worth.


  5. I remember reading something about - what the women in the world would accomplish if they weren't worrying about their weight. Probably a lot.
    It wasn't until I lost all that weight recently that I really started paying attention to the prevalence of weight loss articles in all women's magazines - like 40% of the content and ads. Then I was like, why didn't I notice them before?

  6. "I confess I like chocolate and dessert more than being a size 6."
    Amen, sister!
    Also, about noticing other women's passion over their body size. I couldn't agree more. The passion is where the beauty is.


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