I want to talk about fat bodies tonight. Cos you know, all the stuff over the past week about body image, all the cries of Disgusting! Vile! Lazy! Unhealthy! Gross! Smelly! and so on that proliferate when we have talk about fat bodies has been burbling about my head and I think that a lot of fat haters and those that fear fat have absolutely no idea about what a fat body really is like, or what it’s like to inhabit a fat body.
Of course, those of us who have fat bodies have usually spent many years loathing those fat bodies as well. When you’re told all the time that fat is disgusting, and all of those other charming descriptors I’ve used above, it sticks pretty quickly and you start to believe it. But if you’re like me, and have been able to find some self esteem and think about your body rationally, then you start to realise a few things. Let’s do a breakdown:
Fat bodies are in pain under the strain of their weight.
We’ve all heard the guff about how you’re fucking up your knees, hips and ankles by being fat. I’m a Super Fat and my knees, hips and ankles have no pain unless I do something stupid, like kick heavy boxes out of the way. I have an incredible strength to my body (which I will talk about more later) and while my whole family has arthritis running through it, with my younger (thin) brother having suffered debilitating pain at various points in his life, I’ve not had any trouble since one growth spurt in my teens.
Fat bodies are not athletic at all.
Tell that to a sumo wrestler, weight lifter, someone who does shot-put, discus or long distance swimmer. Personally while I have no agility or speed, I’m stronger than most women I know and some men. I can split a golf ball in two with just one hit, and can send a tennis ball, cricket ball or softball out of the park. I’m also far more flexible than one would believe. I do yoga and while yes, sometimes I have to bend around my fat, I’m still able to do all the poses in regular yoga that everyone else can do, with no pain at all. I also love riding my bicycle (it’s so pretty, one day I’ll do a post on how pretty my bicycle is) and walking for ages.
Fat people all huff and puff and can’t keep up.
This one I do have experience with, because I’m one of those lucky souls who suffers allergies. And when they’re playing up, yeah, I can’t breathe as well as other people. But guess what? Even when I was a skinny kid, or when I lost a lot of weight and was exercising long sessions every day, I still struggled with my breathing. But surprise surprise, when my allergies are treated… the breathing clears up, whether I’m a fatty boombaladah or not.
Fat bodies are sweaty and smelly.
Bullshit. Every man I have ever dated and quite a few I haven’t have told me that I smell divine.
PEOPLE are sweaty and smelly. Some are lucky and don’t sweat that much, some of us only really sweat out of our faces so we look like beets on hot days. (That’s me! A waste of makeup some days!) Fat bodies are no more smelly than thin bodies. CLEAN bodies are the key.
Which leads me to…
Fat bodies are dirty.
No, dirty bodies are dirty, no matter what size or shape they are. Clean bodies are clean.
People who have fat bodies hate themselves.
I don’t hate myself. I used to, but I didn’t really hate myself because I was fat, I hated myself because I listened to people who told me that I should hate myself. I don’t listen to those people any more, and my self loathing is cured! It’s a miracle!
Fat bodies are disgusting/vile/gross…
Only to narrow minded people who have got nothing better to do than worry about what other people think. Fat bodies are beautiful in their own way, in fact, ALL bodies are beautiful in their own way.
So there you have it. Fat bodies 101, for dummies… and douchebags.
If you have a fat body, do you love it? Do you struggle with loving it because of the vitriol poured towards fat bodies? Sometimes our bodies don’t do what they want them to do, and that makes it hard to love them too.
Maybe we should share what we love about our bodies (no matter what size they are). I’ll go first, you can all follow in the comments.
I love that my body is strong and healthy, and that it propels me through my full life. I love that my body is a blank canvas for the tattoo art that I love so much. I love my magnificent tits. I love that I can hug and cheer and laugh and dance and stretch and sigh and smile with my whole body. I love that little kids and pets all snuggle into my fat body. I love that babies seem to get drunk on my body and get all woozy and happy and comfy. And most of all, I love that my body knows what’s best for me, so long as I take the time to listen to it.
Your turn kids!