Monday night I went out for a run. The sun was just right and I caught my reflection in the windows of the library as I ran past. Mentally I paused. On one hand, I’m still packing around more weight than I’d like. But I’m also stronger and faster than I was. It really is all about perception, isn’t it? If I had recently lost 100 pounds, I would have looked at those running legs and thought “Yeah Baby!” And if I had recently gained 30 pounds, I would have looked at those very same legs and been frustrated. Instead, I looked at those legs and thought, “Well, they might not be skinny but they are running!”
It is tempting to look for the worst in ourselves. Often, we are absolutely incapable of cheering for ourselves, instead saving our pom poms for others we perceive more worthy. But that perception is no more valid of a reflection of the truth than my reflection in the library’s windows. No matter how lean or lumpy a runner looks, or how fast or slow a runner runs, then very act of running makes them a runner and that is cause for celebrations complete with pom poms and cow bells.