I read a few blogs about healthy body image. About wellness and health and I have a fair few weight loss blogs. There is often a discussion on these sites about healthy body image. I’m not even sure that most of us, me included, know what or how we would define healthy body image.

Go on, watch me try.

I read a biography about Marylin Munroe. About the clear and cut throat manner that she managed photographs and moving images of herself in the latter days of her career. This image is an image of the proof sheet after Marylin got done with it.

See what she did there? She would send photographs pages and pages that looked like this. The biography talks of her critical eye for perfection. For THE shot that would perpetuate the image. The superstar brand. But I’m not sure that it was always clear where she ended and the idea started.

I think all women have a degree of this.

Where does the idea of who we see ourselves as begin and where does it leave off? Are we aiming for size, shape and allure rather than health and well-being? Some days I would most certainly vote yes! To pull on a pair of sexy jeans and not feel like the top button was going to push its way through to my spine when I sat down would be a victory. I would be womanly and sexy and happy.

But that’s not real, is it?

You know who I love. Athletes. About a month after their big event. They are fit, healthy and somehow in tune with their bodies without the restrictions placed by their rigorous training schedules. That is a body to aspire to. Something to work towards and attain. A goal of health and well-being. But how does that relate to healthy body image?

How does any of this relate to feeling good about your body? Right now?

Well, I think the secret may just be that until you accept and stop resisting what you have, there can be no openings for action to have the body you want. And with the acceptance comes the thing that I, for one, crave most when it comes to my weight and health and fitness. I want to feel good. Comfortable. I want to love myself. To have acceptance. To feel grateful for what I have.

Maybe that is what is truly distorted. That we don’t have that. And someone, somewhere tells us it is ok. And that if we buy this, we will. If we were thinner, smart, richer, we would. Maybe that is the true downfall of body image.  This internal critic. Would you be as critical of a friends body as you are of your own?

Now… discuss!