I’m not really a naked kinda person. I like wearing clothes (preferrably sweatpants and a hoodie). This is a good thing for two reasons: First, I have nothing to show off and second, strutting around in your birthday suit is pretty much a behavioral faux pas.
But I read somewhere that you should be comfortable with yourself and your body, so a few weeks ago I decided to spend more time with it.
Don’t take me wrong; my body and I are pretty much inseparable. It tells me when it’s hungry. I command it to go farther when I’m running. We are good communicators, but bad friends.
So, every morning between showering and dressing. I take about 2 to 3 minutes to look in the mirror and evaluate my lumpy physique. It’s just me and my bod and my bathroom and that’s O.K..
Since taking up this practice, I have found a few things:
1. There actually are parts of my body that I’m proud of. It’s good to have parts of myself that I would never change.
2. My muscles are coming in nicely. Weight lifting has built some nice lean muscle that I can see and feel.
3. I really only have two areas that I hate: my waistline and my butt. Having this image in my head is really good when I need to eat right or work harder.
4. Spending a few quiet minutes with myself (clothed or unclothed) is a very good way for me to start off my day. The more in tune I am with myself, the better I can face the challenges and good times before me.
So yeah, what began as confronting a fear turned into a zen habit. I’m going to keep doing it.