Yet Another FUNtastic day!

Today, we had the whole large gym to ourselves! We played a whole bunch of games, which was really fun! I felt like a little kid again! :) We played games like octopus, line tag, ninja, pinny tag, and my favourite, Capture the flag with the lights out! It was so much fun! We also got a lot of cardio workout, since the games were mostly tag games. EVERYONE participated and I felt like that was the best part! No one sat out nor did they groan about the games we were playing. I hope that for every time that we get the large gym, we have a day like today, where all we do is play games! :)

Fun Day!

Today, a group of us played volleyball while other people skipped rope. I did double Dutch it was fun, though I couldn't actually skip. I could only jump in, but not actually skip. After that, we played duck duck goose and telephone. It was really good girl bonding time...I guess you could call it. It was fun! I have a lot of bruising now from volleyball! Underneath is a picture of my arm. Ouch!

On a complete side not, I'm feeling a lot better about the little incident I talked about in my last post. :)

Personal Stuff...

So lately, I've been thinking a lot about self-esteem and self-beauty. Self-Beauty meaning how one defines beauty, and what they find beautiful. I find that we worry too much about outer beauty, rather than inner beauty. We spend so much time thinking about how we look and we spend so much time looking in the mirror, that we often forget about what's on the inside. I realized that there is no real way to see one's inner beauty just from looking at them, hence it's called inner beauty. But there isn't anything that you can use to see inner beauty either. You can use a mirror to see your face and your body, and an x-ray to see your bones and other tools like that. Interesting, eh? Adding on to us spending so much effort on outer beauty, we also spend a lot of time comparing ourselves to everyone and everything. We are constantly comparing ourselves to models and mannequins. Little do we know that we are striving for something nearly impossible. I was watching The Ellen Show a few days ago, and she was talking about how when you try something on in a store that you see on a mannequin, it doesn't look as good. She added to that saying that retailers should have mannequins for ALL body types, not just models-type bodies. We are constantly finding new ways to "look good." I feel like that statement is constantly losing its meaning, since what "looks good" always changes. There will always be new trends that people will want to follow, new technologies that people will want to upgrade to, new ways of staying youthful, etc. We are constantly looking for ways to look youthful and look "better." But we keep losing sight of what makes us FEEL beautiful, in all the commotion of the pursuit of outer beauty.

I was just thinking about this thought, because my mom and I had an interesting conversation. It was about weight. So after dinner, my mom asked me what my weight was. I hesitantly told her. Surprised, she asked me if I was in the healthy region. I said yes. She asked again to make sure, as if I was lying! After I reassured her that I was in the healthy region, she rejoiced. She shouted, "Oh my gosh! I weigh less than you?" And to my surprise, my sister jumps in and says that she and my mom weigh the same. They then rejoiced together, as if it was some sort of accomplishment, or something. I felt completely betrayed and hurt. My mom is supposed to support me with my insecurities, yet she mocks my weight. I've always had a problem with my weight, and the fact that my mom would compare herself to me really hurt me even more. Actually, what hurt the most was the fact that, when this happened, I had high self-esteem, and felt really confident in myself. I FELT BEAUTIFUL. And I felt like they just knocked me down from my state of happiness with myself, when I was soaring high. And I didn't cry, at least not in front of them, since I knew that they would just apologize for making me cry, and not apologize for the right reason. I feel like my mom isn't my mom anymore...I don't talk to her, nor my sister, because I just don't want to be influenced by the negative energy that they both have. The worst part is that my mom didn't think she said anything wrong. I hate that.

But I just need to remind myself that I don't NEED to weigh the same as my sister, or my mom, or anyone else. Everyone has different body types, and maybe mine is just different from anyone else's. I don't NEED to look like a model from a magazine or wear a pound of make up to correct my flaws. I just need to be happy with myself and be happy with who I am.

And I am exactly that. I am happy to be me. I am proud to be me. I wouldn't want to be anyone else. I FEEL BEAUTIFUL, both inside and out. I feel that for once in my life, I am completely welcoming of my flaws, and finally happy with myself. :)

I'll end by saying this, "Let us not use a mirror to determine our beauty, but rather, use our hearts."

Tired...

Today, we did a fitness consisting of a short community run and a hill run. It was really hard! The community run wasn't too bad, but the hill run is a whole other story. We had to run up a hill ten times, up and down. I do have to day though that I did quite well. I ran and maintained a steady pace when doing the community run. The hill run was not too bad either. I ran as fast as I could and walked the whole way down. I think I enjoyed running up the hill the most. The hill was the part where I could just run. All I had to think about was getting to the top of that hill. I had no thoughts about what I'm going to do for the rest of the day, or the homework I have. I was free. Haha, it reminds me of Miley Cyrus' song, "The Climb!" ;P
Anyways, I didn't really like going down the hill since that implies that I had to slow down or stop, and when I slow down, I can't seem to stop slowing down, since I get so used to it. But it was a good cardio workout. I had fun racing with Pryia up the hill, even though she probably didn't even know that we were racing. Don't tell her! I enjoyed this workout, I just wish it didn't rain! Hope we do this again, and I hope we do more cardio workouts.