It's December once again and almost time for me to go home for the holidays. As usual, I will likely be welcomed with a lot of - "you gained weight, you got fat" comments from relatives. I don't mind it now as I am used to it at this point and I am confident enough in my fitness and body that I just let these comments go. What really makes me sad though is that our culture still has this misconception about women's size. The moment a girl doesn't fall under this cookie-cutter ideal, she is labeled "fat". Are you surprised then that the girls on tv like Kim Chiu and the rest of her ilk look like they need to eat a sandwich or two while more toned girls like Vina Morales (honestly, she's the only one in local showbiz I can think of) are deemed "macho" therefore un-womanlike? It's just so fucked up sometimes.
In May, my cousin who is 6 years younger than me came over with my Aunt to visit. At the end of one particularly tiring day spent exploring the city, my cousin could barely lift herself off the couch because her legs and back were in extreme pain. She's 26! When I dare suggest to my Aunt that my cousin should do a bit of exercise to avoid this, my Aunt exclaimed, "I don't want her to exercise! She'll get bigger." ("like you", a resounding "like you" was left unsaid but I heard it palpably in the silence.) Sheesh. All trainers say this and I'll keep saying this again. Just because you start doing a 30-minute cardio twice a week, you will not all of a sudden "grow" muscles. (Ha! I wish!) People who look like Arnold spend hours at the gym pumping heavy iron!
So I am already mentally bracing myself for all these comments that will come my way. All I can say is - Yes, I am bigger because my arms have developed biceps and tri's that can bicep curl 5kg weights throughout a 5-min track, my legs are big because my quads do squats of 15kg weights and take me on a 60km cycle sprint ride without batting an eyelash, I can do a 60-minute cardio at 80% of my maximum heart rate. With this body, I feel powerful.















