When I posted my progress photos for my 4-Hour Body update, I hesitated before hitting publish.
My fingers shook a little…was I actually going to show the world my tummy? Uncovered in all its poochy glory?
Don’t get me wrong — I am very proud of my body, not only for how it looks, but for what it lets me do. I’ve even shown it to the world before as part of my Exposed contribution.
But I felt like I needed to work up courage to post such intimate, private photos…even if they might help somebody who is looking for an honest review of a product.
So yes, I felt brave. I even gloried in my bravery a bit. Until this comment, which may be one of the most thought-provoking, genuine and dang-it-all EYE-OPENING comments I’ve ever gotten.
I have been a silent reader of your blog for a while now, and I have never commented, but I just wanted to say something…
A few other commenters have said you are “brave” for posting your pics. Maybe I’m reading into this too much…but brave implies that there’s something scary about it…it implies doing something strong when confronted with an unpleasant situation. I certainly hope *you* didn’t read into it this way, but if you did, I hope you don’t think that there’s anything “brave” about it, because the use of that word would certainly bother me (I’m sure that no one meant it negatively, but I just had to say something). I think it’s AWESOME that you shared your pics and you look great! Your abs are really much slimmer, although you hardly have much to slim down! Anyway, I will return to lurking now…:)
D, thank you for that. THANK YOU. Because you’re right, on so many levels.
- Brave is not putting a belly picture on the Internet where your many loving friends and supporters can see it. Brave is overcoming disease. Brave is putting your life on the line for someone or something else. Brave is doing the right thing even when it means risking your job. Brave is finding the will to do what you’re afraid to do.
- There is nothing unpleasant about worshiping my body and THANKING it for all it lets me do. For surviving fad diets, scale yo-yos, all-nighters and dangerous stunts.
- Anyone who would look at the photos and laugh, mock, revolt or otherwise disrespect me is not someone I would care to know anyway. Those of you who came, commented, supported, loved and cheered — YOU are the people I want in my life.
There are times in my life I know that I’ll need to call on my courage and bravery. This is not one of those times.
So I’m not feeling brave. I’m feeling proud of myself and my accomplishments.
What have you done that truly is brave?
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