I just found this great blog on the Glamour Mag website, Margarita Shapes Up!
She shared this great affirmation…my answers are in bold.
If I woke up one morning suddenly adoring my body, the first thing I’d do is run 10 miles before work every morning . I’d allow myself to eat ice cream when I felt like it because I’d know that moderation, not deprivation or overindulgence, is the healthiest way to go. I’d exercise to have fun and keep my body healthy, (rather than lose five more pounds, or to work off last night’s dessert, or this morning’s binge), so I’d stop walking on the treadmill and run or swim instead. I’d finally be fearless enough to go rock climbing, and I wouldn’t feel self-conscious or bad about it, and anyone who would look down on me is just an asshole anyway. When I get home, a romp between the sheets would be mind-blowing because I wouldn’t be bashful about ripping off my clothes. Hell, I bet it would be better than that scene in Pretty Woman. Afterwards, I’d burn all of my pleated pants and wear a tight black dress and sexy shoes to The Forum. I’d go to George Clooney ’s house without even looking in the mirror! I’d even do the grocery shopping without a shred of self-consciousness. Or I’d go out to a party and spend more time dancing and mingling than obsessing about the party food or clinging to the wall feeling insecure. In fact, if I focused more on my body’s_awe-inspiring ability to run faster than my kids rather than on how I look, I’d probably start calling myself Supergirl. Plus, with all the money I’d save not buying LA Weightloss, I’d have extra cash to put toward our trip to California. One thing is for sure: I wouldn’t give a hoot if my ass started to sag, because I would be too busy toasting my finished manuscript!
Now here’s a version you can easily copy and then paste to fill in your OWN answers. I’m looking forward to reading them! Leave us a comment with a link if you do it!!
If I woke up one morning suddenly adoring my body, the first thing I’d do is [something you would like to accomplish] . I’d allow myself to eat [favorite indulgent food] when I felt like it because I’d know that moderation, not deprivation or overindulgence, is the healthiest way to go. I’d exercise to have fun and keep my body healthy, (rather than lose five more pounds, or to work off last night’s dessert, or this morning’s binge), so I’d stop [dreaded exercise ending in "ing"] and [favorite heart-pumping activity] instead. I’d finally be fearless enough to [something you are afraid to do], and I wouldn’t feel self-conscious or bad about it, and anyone who would look down on me is just a/an [insulting name] anyway. When I get home, a romp between the sheets would be [glowing adjective] because I wouldn’t be bashful about ripping off my clothes. Hell, I bet it would be better than that scene in [steamiest movie you've ever seen]. Afterwards, I’d burn all of my [clothing you wear on ugly/fat days] and wear [clothing/outfit you long to wear] and sexy shoes to [favorite nightspot]. I’d go to [famous person] ’s house without even looking in the mirror! I’d even do / go[Saturday errand] without a shred of self-consciousness. Or I’d go out to a party and spend more time [action verb ending in "ing"] than obsessing about the party food or clinging to the wall feeling insecure. In fact, if I focused more on my body’s_awe-inspiring ability to [personal physical accomplishment] rather than on how I look, I’d probably start calling myself [nickname for a superhero of your own gender] . Plus, with all the money I’d save not buying [regrettable weight-loss purchase], I’d have extra cash to put toward [big dream in need of funding]. One thing is for sure: I wouldn’t give a hoot if my [body part] started to sag, because I would be too busy toasting my [personal strength]!
