100 Days of Being Geek Chic and Healthy – Body Pride!

I’m sorry for my severe lack of posts, I’ve not long returned from a 3 week long holiday in Denmark, and I have had absolutely no internet for the past 2 weeks! I will post about my travels soon, but until then I shall continue with the post.

I’m certain that I have said this before, but I am the last person to talk to about body pride, because I am not proud of my body in any way, shape or form. There are a few reasons for this, but some of these imperfections I have come to terms with, the others not so much. I am overweight and this has been a problem for me for the last 3 years. This is one of my imperfections that I have not come to terms with, but is one that I am currently working on to sort out.

I have also got a rather disgusting looking scar on my right hand, that I have had to come to terms with, simply because I am stuck with it for the rest of my life. It’s a strange story how I got this, but it makes me giggle a little bit. It was two years ago on my 17th birthday and I was supposed to meet my boyfriend at the train station just down the road from where I live. I realised I was running pretty late to meet him so I ran to the train station (which is down a pretty steep hill) and as I got about 10 feet away from the bottom of the hill I lost my balance a slid down the rest of the hill on my front. It was quite embarrassing because there was a lot of taxi drivers that saw me fall over (they did come to help, its not like they stood there and laughed). I then met my boyfriend who had no idea what happened, and we went to the Indian takeaway to get his food, and I sat in the shop and cried. I had scraped both of my knees to oblivion (yet somehow my tights were still intact) and I scraped off a large and deep patch of skin off my right hand near my wrist. So it has now healed and scarred, and it looks wrinkly and nasty! The picture below is not very clear but I have circled it.

scarI think that the main thing about being proud of your body is just to accept the things that you cannot change, for example; my scar, and to change the things that you can, for example; weight, hair colour etc.

I hope you enjoyed this post!

Check out the other girls blogs who are also doing this challenge!

Meli’s blog
Emily’s blog
Alex’s blog
Ari’s blog
Kerry’s blog
Ariel’s blog

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