There are things about America that confuse the crap out of me. I love America and couldn't wait to get back when the London vacation concluded. But that doesn't mean there aren't things I just flat-out do not get about what we do. I started having this inner monologue of questions with myself because of my fitness goals and as I get farther along in my progress, I start hitting weird situations. The whole issue of vanity sizing is one of them. It is really weird to go in several stores and emerge with absolutely no clue what size you are. ABC's Good Morning America had a segment a few years ago on this very issue and it makes you wonder at what point it stops.
Going up a size in your pants used to be a signal to yourself that you needed to make changes and conversely, dropping down a size was a signal that whatever you were doing was working. Now it seems you can't totally use that as a yardstick for accomplishment. If you can go in one store and be a 6, a 2 at the next and a 0 at the third, what the hell? I understand the motivation behind it all, of course. It sells clothes. If a woman has to shop in the plus size section at one place and goes somewhere else and is a 10 or an 8, she's gonna go back to the place where she's the "smallest." I get it. I just think it sucks and makes for confusion. The woman on that Good Morning America segment who said, "Zero is nothing. I am not a vacuum" cracked me up.
Something I find baffling is why we, as a nation of obese people, glorify anorexics. WTF is the deal. Is it really that we are so opposed to exercise and fitness that we would rather idolize someone who starves herself and has ribs showing? I don't get it, I really don't. If you Google the term "fitspiration" to see photos of fit people, you don't get much. If you Google "thinspiration," a boatload of stuff comes up. Why do we put a premium on chicks like this:
instead of like this:
???
Are men doing this to us or are we doing it to ourselves? Are we scared that if we workout and build muscle that we'll look unattractive to the opposite sex? I don't get it. Truly.
On an unrelated note:
My fave Super Bowl commercials:
