When planning my second blog post topic, I instantly went to, “oh, I’ll tell them all about…
- my life story – including crazy stories about being the oldest of six kids,
- Chris, my husband of almost 10 years – and how we met after I appeared on a billboard,
- my three handsome boys – Jack (6), George (4) and Frankie (3),
- why and how I decided to create Perfectly Poised – a personal style and image consulting business and
- why I feel compelled to write a blog.”
BLAH. What a mouthful. And clearly, All. About. Me.*
But this isn’t a blog about me. It’s for you, the reader who wants to escape your life for five minutes, relate to someone who gets what’s it’s like to be Perfectly Imperfect and perhaps chuckle because you’ve been or done something similar. So let’s cut to the chase.
Take Monday for example. I try to kick it up a notch when it comes to my outfit to start the week off on the right foot. Even though I didn’t eat the greatest over the weekend and the scale was moving in the wrong direction, my sweet husband complimented me on my figure. HA! My “smoke and mirrors” trick of looking 10 pounds lighter was fooling him! (More on looking thinner in a future post). I packed a healthy lunch and gym clothes for a post work gym session. I was ready to tackle the day and the week.
Then meetings and emails began to flood my day. I let people’s comments get me down. The stress began to build, I started biting my cuticles and by the end of the work day I was SPENT. I may or may not have mentioned to my boss that being a cabana girl in the southern Caribbean was starting to sound really appealing. (I mean, what possible stress would you ever encounter being a cabana girl? Someone getting upset that you gave them the wrong color umbrella garnish in their drink? I’d take that any day of the week.)
Anyway, back to my real life. Instead of trying to turn the day around, I found myself driving to a local chocolatier, filling my basket with every sort chocolate covered item you can imagine (pretzels, Oreos, potato chips (yes, there is such a thing))… and a few things for the kids and Chris for Valentine’s Day. I didn’t want it to look like I was trying to shoot just myself up with enough sugar to last me until Easter. (I’m giving up all sweets for Lent this year because, I’m seriously addicted.)
I proceeded to eat said chocolate in the car as I scrolled through Instagram. And low and behold, what image pops up? One of the most beautiful women in the world – Blake Lively – in her perfect workout outfit, 14 months postpartum, looking like a supermodel. It set me over the edge. Here I was, stuffing my face with copious amounts of chocolate, wishing I could have a body…and hair like hers. Ummm, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what I was doing wrong.
I mean, I’m so happy for her. She looks fantastic and clearly put in the hard work. Blake also has a very important point – you can’t look and feel that good by scrolling through Instagram wondering why you don’t.
My pity party was over. Time to woman up and start again. It could have been real easy to get sucked into the black hole of feeling down about what a bad day I had. Or complain that the reason she looks like that is because she has all the time and money in the world to go to the gym. (Celebrity or not, raising kids, tending to a husband, all the while juggling a career and God forbid having time to yourself takes a whole lot of balance.)
She gave me the motivation that I needed in that weak moment. I can do anything I set my mind to and one slipup wasn’t going to define my life. Tomorrow is a new day!
What’s something that has given you the motivation to say, enough is enough and pushed you back on the wagon? Let me know in the comments.
I’m surrounded by handsome men (clockwise) Chris, George (4), Jack (6) and Frankie (3).