I want to make something clear about the plus size exercise series:
Iâ€™m not advocating or discouraging life choices. I am not doing this to lose weight. I am doing this series because physical exercise is a regular part of my lifestyle, as it is for other fat women I know. I am blogging about something I already actually do, and have done for a while. There will be no talk of diets, goals, or calories.Â There will be talk about how exercise clothing fits, limitations encountered because of my size and any physical benefits like increased energy or improved sleep. Getting fit, in my mind, does not equate with getting thin. It equates with getting strong, and in letting my body find its own baseline in such a way that the healthy practice continues as a part of my daily life. I view exercise as a preventative medicine, the same as all my herbal teas and vitamins; it fits naturally into my meditation and prayer practice, too.
As those of you who have met me already know, on this blog I walk the line between politics and plus size life, favoring showing you where to find clothing and how to adapt to what all of us with large bodies must adapt to. I do remember having an â€œaverageâ€ body, as well, albeit for a very short time in my life. But for those of you who follow my Tumblr, you know there I make no bones about falling on the side of the body positive/fat positive/anti-fetishist/feminist camp.Â I have witnessed too many women, in situations where ending the idea of the overeating, lazy fat person would do the most good, encourage and embrace that attitude despite not one person in the room actually living within that stereotype. This includes the person attempting to perpetuate the stereotype through the guise of humor.
I realize that we absorb a lot of the negative messages about our bodies as true, even when we know in our own hearts and lives that they arenâ€™t. It takes strength to reject those messages, and work to gain and maintain the strength that makes that possible. So yes, on that level, the plus size exercise diary minus weight, calorie and measurement goals is a political act. The exercise â€“ and writing about how I hate sun salutations because my belly prevents me from doing the lunge pose â€“ is how I maintain the strength to defy the falsehoods projected about my character based upon the shape and size of my body. Maybe, by reading about my awkward moments I can give you a little strength, too.