A woman in Melbourne has taken the phrase absolutely fabulous to the next level, earning herself some impressive abs, the good old fashion way: healthy eating and exercise.
This revolution of ‘flab to fab’ happens all over the world every day, so why did this story make my newsfeed?
Because the woman is forty-plus years old, and a mother-of-two. And so this monumental achievement is newsworthy, apparently. Not because she slogged her guts out and made a huge effort to watch what she eats, not because she had been depressed and now feels amazing, but because she’s living and breathing proof that:
“It’s never too late to get your body back….at the age of 42.”
Did you hear that?! Despite age, gravity, and motherhood sucking your spirits whilst inflating your waistline, all hope is not lost.
Whilst it seems like this is good news, don’t rejoice just yet: I’m here to kill your buzz.
Because, you guys, that sentence kinda sucks.
It’s full of shame. It’s problematic because what if you never had a ‘body’ in the first place?
What if, even before children, even in your youth, you never looked ripped and fit?
And even worse; what if you haven’t even had children and are young and your body is an unspoilt terrain, and yet you still are the owner of a merely average body?
What is your excuse then? Huh?
Don’t get me wrong, the story is a great, inspiring piece, and I wish the woman all the best – sincerely. She feels amazing. Good on her.
But I can’t help but feel for the other chicks out there whose normal, typical, average – whatever you want to call them – bodies aren’t garnering national media attention.
What about those lovely women? How do they feel about that sentence?