Hello Hello! What an amazing weekend! I’m not even mad it’s Monday because the weekend was so fab.
I think Summertime (or the thought of summertime) can be a point of contention for many of us that do or have struggled with body image and disordered eating. Summer is a really strange combination of very little clothing and TONS of food and booze. Uh…that doesn’t sound like a perfect mix when you’re battling with your mind and body. So let’s talk about having it all. In the past, summer has been a bit of a dark cloud for me. If I were to graph my eating disorder over the course of the previous 10 years, there would be HUGE spikes beginning in June and going back down in September. Between barbeques, concerts, festivals, and al fresco dining, summer and food are pretty symbiotic. But the lack of structure (thanks to the truly fabulous life of an educator, or being a student) and transition from sweaters to tank top really made my life difficult when ED was hanging around. Now, I see why people love summer. A. It’s warm and summer clothes are SO cute. B. It’s warm and you can eat outside. C. It’s warm and people are generally happier when it’s sunny. D. It’s warm and you can go to the beach and get tan. E. It’s warm therefore nothing else matters. See a pattern? For me, it really started to click when I realized how much I was missing out on because my eating disorder would hold me back. I wouldn’t go to any festivals or events where food was the feature and I would shy away from bathing suit situations. It really seems silly when I think about. Summer is freaking awesome. Summertime food is really delicious. Bathing suits are great because you get to wear them to the beach. See? Try taking a different perspective. I’m always looking for the light in tough situations, and I am SOOOO excited for this summer where ED is on permanent vacay and I can max and relax with no strings attached.
So, that being said, this weekend KICKED ASS. We did so many fun summery things like going to a rain-soaked Red Sox game, buying supremely overpriced jeans and cooked out with so many of our favorite people! Here’s a quick round up:
Friday afternoon I repeated my run interval from earlier this week. I shaved 3 minutes off my time and feel pretty good about my progress! Friday night we went to Fenway for one of Chris’ work outtings. Of course it was super cold and rainy, but it was free!
That would be a gallon of white wine that I demanded at Fenway. Some decisions are better than others and I accept that.
Saturday I hung around with my parents and went for a long walk with my dad in the sunshine. My dad and I used to walk a lot together when i was younger, and he was my first gym buddy! It was nice have a chill day and get some mommy and daddy time in. Saturday night I hosted a Blue Jeans Bar Party on Newbury St and a couple of my friends came by to try on/purchase adorable jeans and drinks lots-o-chamagne. Our mid-west besties were visting so it was extra special and fun.
After dinner we had tapas and too much sangria and made some more bad choices around the city. The real focus of our weekend, aside soggy ball games and overpriced jeans, was our very first BBQ featuring our new grill and lawn games! ZOMG what a fun Sunday afternoon! Tons of friends showed up with food, booze, and games. It was a picture perfect weather day, and very successful, if I do say so myself! My friend Ben made a HILARIOUS joke that since I loved the day so much, I should probably blog about it…so funny… Jokes on you Ben, I’ve been planning this blog for weeks.
Donut Worry. Be Happy. Is my summer motto this year. Get on that train!
See? You can have it all! Life can be fit, healthy, and fun with NO guilt! There’s no reason to spend the summer in the gym or hiding your amazing body (remember all that great stuff it does for you?!). Be proud, have fun, make some poor decisions. Don’t take yourself too seriously. Donut worry. Be happy.