This morning I woke up and to my greatest surprise, found a monstrous belly staring at me from the mirror. Hanging on my body of course!
I wish that was true. The truth is, the belly grew and grew, steadily but certainly for a few months now. In the meantime I lost a lot of muscle.
So the result right now does not look good.
Of course I can mask it. Of course it’s not a huge belly. Of course I should love myself the way I am.
And I really started to love myself. Slowly, with a lot of help from daily meditation practice.
And today I felt the need to show my belly to the world. Or at least my friends.
Especially since on every social media app I see only good looking people doing gym boomerang on Insta. Posting nice looking pictures from Covid restricted travels on Facebook. Debating intense topics on Youtube. Having fun on TikTok.
Like everything in life is perfect. And funny. And beautiful.
So what should a guy who’s been fired, broke up with his loved one and put on a belly do? Hide from social media?
Hell, NO. I have a belly and I am proud!!!
Because I know how to get rid of it. Because I love myself even with the belly. Because I’m to take care of the only machine carrying me around in this lifetime.
And I will get in shape. Maybe even post some nice looking pictures. Just not today.
And you? Are you in shape? And proudly showing yourself, whatever the shape may be?
