I was reading Mantra Yoga + Health Magazine the other night, they did a cool series called “Strong Woman Feature” I had to read. I love hearing strong, successful women share their vulnerabilities. I think it is so powerful for other women to realize that they don’t have to have their shit 100% together to make a huge difference in the world. I think we see these amazing women and have a tendency to think that it is so far from what we are, when we hear their stories it’s an inspiration to move forward. Anyway, the series is very cool.
I was watching Vice the other night and it was about the country of Mauritania where the women go out into the dessert, often times with their daughters, they sit under tarps and drink nothing but milk and eat these little balls of dough until they throw up. Well, they do their best not to throw up or to move too much because the entire purpose of this practice is to gain as much weight as possible. In their culture being heavy is seen as beautiful, so much so that it is hard to find a man to marry if you are not fat. Basically the bigger the better. Which is very interesting to me, considering the culture we live in which is basically the exact opposite.
Last night I was signed up for an Orange Theory class after work (HIIT workout). However, I was tired, my entire body ached, my feet were sore, I was hungry and I had just been stressfully working at my computer for 9.5 hours, getting up only to pee. What I am trying to say is, I didn’t want to go. I could barely stand the idea of walking next to another human on the street as I made my way home from work… let alone being in a small stuffy room with 23 sweating strangers hi-fiving each other. So I went home.