Bikini kills and revives

I hated it, I brought a new bikini… but I did it.

And I went to the beach with mom, a 1 hour walk in a bikini in front of everyone else. I felt like a Greenpeace case, but I’m not… but I am at the same time.

We live on the west coast and here it’s all about looking good and being rich. Hate it, stupid mother fuckers. So I just simply refuse to adapt to this, and keep my soles on the ground.

But it made me realize, that no perfect body is free… you don’t necessary have to offer or give up something to get it, but you need to work for it. Because I’ve also realized that skinny is so yesterday and healthy is today… So being strong, slim and slender is the new skinny. But not too strong, just on the edge from fit to strong… because then you have the muscles and health who allows you to have the power to live a life and the power of the mind that it’s okay to eat small amounts of food, rather than nothing.

So the moral of this post is, I guess… ‘Fit is the new Skinny’ and a la anorexia, we know it’s very skinny but fit = no fat and small muscles. That will probably keep “normals” away from asking, do you have anorexia, are you sick etc. etc. and instead asking wow, you’re fit. What kind of work out do you do?

Am I right or am I just a pink elephant up in the clouds?