About 7 years ago I got my hands on a road bike thanks to a friend who introduced me to this wondrous vessel as the best way to see the world. I had just gotten to Florida to start grad school and riding up and down the coast became my escape, my inspiration and my training grounds to admire what my body was capable of. I’ve always had a bigger body on my bike then the Tour de Francer’s whizzing by, but that didn’t take anything away from my riding experience. I still reach break spots to say hi and I still complete my 30, 40, 60 and more, mile goals. Read More
“The danger of falling into the habit of demanding that our bodies-fat bodies, or otherwise “ugly” bodies-be pretty too is that by doing so we are reinforcing the cultural importance of prettiness. We are acknowledging a longing for social acceptance, a willingness to indulge prettiness pressures so long as we are allowed to play too. It is a classically liberal stance: all we want is our fair share. I’d prefer to occupy a space outside the pretty/ugly paradigm, a space where the parameters are self-determined.”
Lesley Kinzel, Two Whole Cakes: How to Stop Dieting and Learn to Love Your Body
Sometime before my double digit birthday, my mom fell ill. Limbs swollen and the skin on her legs so taut, I worried that a mere pinprick might deflate my mom. It was the mid-nineties and there was very little information about this mysterious illness. Read More
Hello, friends! My name is Madison A. Krall, and I am the newest Fattitude media research blogger and intern! I believe it is my responsibility to write not only blog articles relevant to your individual lives, but also pieces that speak to greater issues impacting our world today. My personal ideologies align with the strides #fattitude continues to make in speaking out against the last accepted prejudice of weight bias, and I revel in the thought of connecting with all of you as we work to love ourselves, no matter our shapes or sizes.
by Amanda, Fattitude Intern
Last week, I touched base with a friend. We hadn’t spoken for a bit, and with my year-long hiatus from Facebook, I had little knowledge of her life and whereabouts. The last year had been rough on both of us. We had both left our jobs at the same crummy place and had to scramble for something new. Read More
Written by KockFatBitch, a Fattitude Intern
I can have the worst cocky attitude you have ever seen, but if you tell me that something doesn’t flatter me, I’ll stop and take a second look. Approval is the hardest battle in the #bodypositivemovement next to Acceptance. (If you’re new to the movement, then I should note that the latter is means accepting yourself on a personal level.) In my experience, approval is a germ that has crept its way into every small crevice of my life. Read More
2011: The year I legit lost my mind.
After the longest, most intense romantic connection I ever had shattered, I felt my sense of worth swept away along with its debris. Read More
Written by Amanda, a Fattitude Intern
When I first reached for “body love,” I felt like a group of teenage boys were gagging in their scorn and amusement behind me.
“Body love” is political and bold and loaded.
Everyone deserves to navigate the world confident in their body’s inherent dignity and worthiness; yet, self-love felt yanked from my grasp. Eventually, I recognized that I had actively interfered with its development.
Love has its roots in trust, understanding and acceptance. When we hurt ourselves with our thoughts and actions, we uproot our confidence in ourselves. Trying to cultivate body love without checking your self-destructive habits is like shearing off the leaves of a plant and expecting it to bear fruit. For love to thrive, trust and acceptance must be established: You must allow yourself to HEAL. Read More