Sometimes, Self-Love is Pizza

I've been reading a lot about loving myself lately. It's interesting to read through what other people say is loving themselves and comparing it to what I think of.

When other people say to love yourself, they throw in ideas like a warm bubble bath, treating yourself at the mall, and working out.

Almost every list involves sweating in the gym with headphones in ignoring the world.

I find this intriguing.

Sure, I also love the endorphins after a couple miles on the treadmill, but it is not what I would consider loving myself.

When I think of the gym, I think of where I go when I am stressed out of my mind and need a clearer head.

Hopping on a treadmill with who-knows-what jamming in my earbuds is perfect for days like those. But that is not my happy place. No, that comes afterward.

I also think of the gym as a place I wish to change myself.

No, I am not looking to lose a bunch of weight (I am content in that area), but my goal is to run a 5k this summer, so I need to build endurance and the mental capacity to keep moving.

This also helps me in trying to tone what I have.

I am not a muscular person. This could be why I don't weigh very much. But, the gym helps me work on this as well.

And all of these things are changes. Good changes, but changes all the same.

So that brings me back to my point that brought you here.

To me, self-love is loving myself as I am, right here. It's loving the girl in her fuzzy "If it's snowing, I'm not going" sweater with the heater on.

My "self-love" isn't changing myself. It's acknowledging that who I am today is good enough. Who I am today can kick some booty. Who I am today, right now, can smile thinking about what I do day-to-day and who I talk to regularly.

My ideas of loving myself allow me to know that there is half a small pizza in the fridge behind me and I am excited to eat it all tonight.

I am not saying that going to the gym is bad or that your idea of self-love should mirror mine.

However, you should love who you are. You are right where you are meant to be in this moment. If you weren't you wouldn't be here.

You are meant to be reading this blog post and hopefully smiling and sipping hot cocoa.

But these are my thoughts and my definition of self-love. And that's all they are. Take them for what they are.

These are simply my thoughts,
Christa