Fabulous, juicy, peachy, bubble butt and all kind of stupid bullshit
When I was a child I didn't like P.E. classes. No, this word is not strong enough. I hated them classes. It has always been a torture for me. I could think about all kind of excuses just to not attend the phisical education. Surprise, as now, when I am 23 years old, I can't imagine my life without fitness and some kind of phisical activity. I will find all kind of excuses just to move my ass from the coach and do something. Ow, and I am also a fitness instructor, jumping trainer and for almost 5 years I have been working in hotels in different coutries fighting to get a possibility to be responsible for the fitness or sport activities for tourists. Isn't life ironic?Now I have realized what's been a problem back then. And what seems to be a problem now, after all these year. Poeple and nasty bitches. Let's call here the names, let's not hide the truth. I am not news in TV or on the radio, am I? So I am about to tell you what, in my opinion, is the biggest problem for moving you ass and doing something with your life. And I will focus on a fitness, shape etc. part of the topic.
Imagine you're going to the gym. You can already feel them endorphins go up, the adrenaline, this feeling in your body. You're finally doing something to change! To be better! No more looking in the mirror and hating what you see, no more sitting on the couch without a possibility to touch your toes, because your belly is too fat! No more baby ! You made it till the stairs, there's no going back now! You're in! You can do this!
Great, you changed into your new fitness clothes. They smell new, the feel amazing! Ow my! You're on the top of the world, beautiful. Here we go! You enter the room. There are few other people waiting for the instructor to start the class. The atmosphere is pretty awesome. You feel good between all of them people, because they all have the same target as you. And everyone starts somewhere, and you start here. And you know you can do this, because all them people can, and they are here and they will support you or kick your ass when needed. All good!
The instructor puts on the music, smiles and starts the introduction to the class. Wow, she is so nice and she is not judging anyone ! You feel it! Your mind is changing so will your body! Let's do this!
Wait....
The door opens...
Quick check out of the "late" one. She is wearing them tight shorts showing off all her good parts. Nice ass, garage instead of her hips. Nice nice, she was once a beginner too, everything is possible and she can be your motivation. Wait..she enters the room and walks slowly towards the instructor. Slowly, hip side to side. "Watch me I'm fabulous!" says her way of being, because how else to call it. She stands just in front of the instructor. Great, you can follow her moves.
But you slowly start feeling a bit down. Your mood somehow got darker. But it's ok. It will go away, right?
But then you're realizing that the Fab Babe is turning around from time to time to check out what's happening behind her. You can see her glaring at other people, from the feet up and from up to the feet. Ow! There there! You notice that! That bitch is judging every fucking one in this room!. Like who the fuck invited you here!? You realized that you're not the only one who feels a bit overwhelmed by that Fab Babe. Something is changing, and it's not gonna be good.
The class is coming to an end and you feel good. Good, but not amazing. Not the way you felt when you're entering the gym, walking up the stairs, getting ready and putting this amazing outfit on. No, it's just ok. Should you give up?
No! Fuck sake, never! And here comes the problem, do you understand me?! And it's been following you since early school years. There's always this Fab Babe, this judging bitch, the monster, who thinks she is better, she can do more and heavier! Jeez, bitch, calm your tits down and park your airplane somewhere else! We are all here to enjoy our time and change something with ourselves and you ain't gonna stop it by being bitchy!
Ok, fine. You look great We all can see that. But just because you're a bit further with your jurney doesn't mean you have to put others down and push them down the pillar, is it. Honestly, you've beens tarting once too and you're where you are because you had people who were pulling you or pushing you to move forward, right? So open your eyes and wash this bitchiness off your face, because putting other's down or judging them from your point of view won't make you a better person, won't give you any bigger hips or others smaller. Got it?!
It's been like this since the primary school, remember?Fat or bigger kid never wanted to change in front of the others. The slower runner didn't want to run with other kids. The girls with the bigger/smaller boobs didn't want other girls nor boys to see her in a P.E. uniform and this boy with weirdly long legs never came for the calss. Did anything change?
Yes, our age. But everything else stayed the same.
And why? Because of you judging bitches who can not mind their own business and hold their own butts. Again, next time you want to judge-look at someone close your eyes and recall how you used to look like and what it was like when you were at the beginning of your journey.
Thank you.
Goodnight.
Fuck off.
