Diet Jealousy, WTF?

I was reading HuffPo, as I do from time to time, when I came across a title that struck my fancy: It’s Cool To Be Healthy Again.  The title pretty much sums up what the articles says, so you can read it or not read it, but you’ll basically come to the same conclusion. 

I wonder, however, was it ever “uncool” to be healthy? Was there a time in life when I looked at someone eating a turkey sandwich and said to myself “puh-leez, I would never be caught dead eating  roast turkey breast on whole wheat with mustard.”  I’m thinking no, actually I have caught myself on occasion being jealous of friends embarking on diets.  Why is that?  


By |June 8th, 2009|Body Love|5 Comments

Exercise: To Schedule or Not to Schedule?

While on my blog I may promote being flexible and taking baby-steps, in reality I’m a total all-or-nothing personality.  In the past this has really only worked against me.  If I didn’t get to the gym when I was scheduled, well then, I may as well never go to the gym again.  Ialready ate a doughnut so I may as well eat an entire baked ham.

As I’ve gotten older, and quite possibly wiser, I’ve really had to learn to work against that tendency.  It’s not that it ever goes away, it’s just that I’ve sort’ve learned to talk myself down from crazy-over-controlling-Kim.  I’m anal by nature, laid back by practice.


By |June 2nd, 2009|Body Love, Fitness|5 Comments

Now it's time for a cool down

Yesterday was 90 degrees, today is 60 degrees. The world is messing with me emotionally.

Thank you all for your kind words about cellulite.  I wanted to share with you all my very normal, yet still over the top, irrational thinking in the dressing room yesterday. Sometimes I think that I sound too Pollyanna  about body image and weight […]

By |April 29th, 2009|Body Love, Daily Confessional|4 Comments


I have cellulite. 
I stopped into Lululemon to by some itty-bitty super-wicking shorts to wear to to Bikram, as it’s becoming ever more apparent that my running pants, even though they too are super wicking, are way too much material to be wearing in a 105 degree room especially in the summer months when the room […]

By |April 29th, 2009|Body Love, Daily Confessional|4 Comments

Wiggity-wiggity Whack

I’m up, I’m yoga’d, I’m showered and fed. Oh, and I’m really hot.  The past few years, at least in New York, there has been absolutely no Spring.  We go from 40 degrees to 90 degrees.  Literally.  Last Monday it was 40 and yesterday it was 90.  It’s pure craziness.  My apartment is a wee […]

By |April 27th, 2009|Body Love|1 Comment

The Kim Commandments: Top ten rules I live by

We all have a different code of rules that are ingrained in us whether we know it or not.  Little truths or rules that we live by each and everyday.  Mostly, I think those come more from our life experiences than anything we’re taught in golden books or Disney movies.  I’ve been thinking a lot about those, the little things that are second nature to me, the things that make me, me.  A lot of them have to do with the way I see food, because figuring out how to not hate food and not hate myself for liking to eat has been a big part of my life.  But, there are a lot of life truisms I’ve realized.

Food, Diet and Life Rules I live by…


By |March 9th, 2009|Body Love|3 Comments

Deleting The Word Diet From My Life

Last Sunday, Superbowl Sunday, my mom handed me a truffle and said, “since you’re being bad today you can have this.”  And I thought, am I being bad today?  There’s that diet vocabulary again.  Yes, I was planning on stuffing myself with buffalo wings and Doritos, but it was a special occasion and I didn’t […]

By |February 6th, 2009|Body Love|11 Comments

How do you define 'Happy Weight'?

Are you at a happy weight?  I am, or at least I think I am.  According to Self Magazine’s Happy Weight Calculator I’m not happy.  According to them I should weigh 126.  Sure, I’d be happy at 126, I’d be pretty darn svelte.  But, I’m also pretty happy at 135 which is pretty much where my body remains constant these days.  I’m happy in a 6 or an 8 depending on the brand.  I’m happy that I still have breasts.  I’m happy that I’m curvy and muscular all at the same time.  I’m happy my ass fills out a  pair of jeans quite nicely if I do say so myself.  I’m happy in the body I have, and as long as that’s the case-I’m at a happy weight.

I appreciate what Self is trying to say, but I often think they miss the mark a little in their encouragement tactics.  When I started this blog, Elastic Waist was associated with Self and I was under orders not to say anything anti-Self.  Well, I’m no longer an employee of Conde Nast, so I can say what I want.  I generally like Self, I’ve been a subscriber for years.  Although I think that, more so than other fitness magazines, they encourage a positive outlook and relationship with your body, they’re still a diet/fitness magazine and still celebrate skinny.  Case in point, on the people they interviewed who had found a “happy weight” where all pretty tiny.  One woman was 5’9″ and 128 and she’d finally learned to accept her curves.  Umm, what curves!  That’s waif like if you ask me.


By |January 29th, 2009|Body Love|19 Comments


(noun) [met’-ah-MOR-fah-sis]
1. a complete change of physical form or substance, as by magic or witchcraft: “The metamorphosis was so complete that my closest friends barely recognized me.”
2. a striking change in appearance, character, or circumstances; ‘the metamorphosis of the old house into something new and exciting’
3. (as in biology) a change in the form and often habits of an animal after the embryonic stage during normal development, as the transformation of a caterpillar into a butterfly or a tadpole into a frog
4. (as in pathology) a usually degenerative change in the structure of a particular body tissue

Yes please, I’ll take two.  Especially the kind that happens instantly like magic.  Yes, yes, that’s how I want it.  Movie montage style.

Metamorphosis was the word of the day on a website that I go to daily for inspiring quotes and definitions.  It got me thinking about how so much of my life has been spent waiting to transform into the version of me that I’d finally deem good enough. I’d finally be thin enough and pretty enough and smart enough to deserve my own love and respect.

Man, that’s pretty screwed up.

Screwed up but sadly normal I think.

I know I’m not the only woman who has had a sordid past with self esteem.  It’s a slippery little bugger and it always seems that as soon as I wrap my hands around it, some new standard that I can’t possibly live up to comes along and wrestles it from my hands.  The truth is, and by truth I mean my oh so humble and somewhat conspiracy laden opinion, that we’re bred into this culture that tells us we can’t possibly be good enough naturally, but there’s salvation and confidence out there to be had, for only three monthly installments of $39.99.


By |January 14th, 2009|Body Love|7 Comments

Non Diet Detox

I few days ago I went out to lunch with the lovely Sarah of Pink of Perfection.  Sarah is the queen of all things pretty, thrifty and domestic chic, and if you aren’t obsessed with her yet; you probably should be.  Sarah mentioned to me that she was trying a detox she learned from Body+Soul magazine that consisted mainly of oatmeal, brown rice, vegetables and legumes.  She’s feeling all clean and recharged and honestly I’m feeling a bit jealous as I’ve been feeling a bit mucked up since the holidays passed.

I don’t plan on running out to the newsstand to pick up the latest issue of anything-I’ve got a budget to think of, but I do think I will make this week an adventure in detoxing my body from all the abuse I’ve subjected to over the last few weeks.  I refuse to diet though, healthy is one thing, dieting is another and as far as I’m concerned my dieting days are over.  This will not be about losing weight; instead it will be about feeling clean and centered in my body. (But heck, I’ll weigh myself before and after.  You know just for sh-ts and giggles.)

So here’s the game plan from my non diet detox:


By |January 12th, 2009|Body Love|7 Comments