In this crazy world of a fitness blogger, of social influencers, of Instagram, of everything, it’s sometimes really easy to forget that this is real life.
But is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
As I’ve talked about before, I sometimes feel like a fraud in the fitness blogger world. I can’t do chin ups. I eat cake. I wear a size 14 and I haven’t rub a sub hour 10k for 5 years. I can’t do a chin up. I hate yoga. I am a terrible fitness blogger.
Although, I can do a plank. Albeit with terrible form.
I’m not about to start complaining about fitness bloggers of Instagram posing beautifully and showing off their killer abs and fantastic squats. Absolutely not, in fact, I follow a lot of them because I enjoy their pictures. I’m also a little bit jealous that I lack the motivation to get myself into that kind of shape.
In all honesty, I’m not bothered about not being a hardbody, but I would be lying if I claimed to be 100% happy. I’d quite like my c-section pouch to go. I definitely would cut about 3 inches off each thigh if I could. My upper arms are definitely a bit wobblier than I’d like.
And all of this makes me feel like a fraud, which is ridiculous. Exercise, fitness and body positivity has no size. It comes in all shapes, in all sizes. The thing is though, when you put yourself out there (read this post by The Runner Beans), you’re being judged and you’re scared. And I’m always scared that people must think me a fraud, that I’m an idiot, that I obviously don’t try hard enough.
Maybe they’re right. Maybe they’re wrong.
I want health, fitness and most of all, happiness, to be for everyone. And for me, I need to remember when admiring photos, that the photos are their real life, but they are also for Instagram. And for all my securities about my body, that hardbody is also a person, probably with her own insecurities, because we all have them. And sometimes they will have a slice of cake, they get up in the morning and have greasy hair like the rest of us.
Yes, some of my photos are posed because they look good, many of them are natural and poor quality and I’m pulling stupid faces because I’m yet to master the art of a good running picture. Seriously, I’ve managed it once. And I suck at posing. But that doesn’t mean that posed photos aren’t a good thing – I believe they are. Showing how to do something, showing you at your best, why wouldn’t someone create posted photos? We’re putting ourselves out there and we want people to like what they see. So we carefully prepare photos.
And those posed photos are still real. There’s a person behind the screen. A person with their own feelings, probably their own insecurities. Living their life, like the rest of us.
The stunning food photos? Believe me, that food isn’t always beautifully prepared and presented! That plate of beautiful colour has probably been eating cold because of faffing about trying to get THE perfect shot. But when sharing a recipe or food idea, we want to showcase it looking good. Nobody is inspired by a plate of sludge. And those gorgeous running tights? I guarantee they are in a sweaty ball on the floor, waiting to make it to the washing machine.
So remember, what you see on the screen is only a snippet. It’s not all real life. And I also need to remember that I belong, too.