The gym is a place where I find a gentle release from the busy life that I’m leading at the moment.  Forty to sixty minutes to myself and my thoughts is utter bliss and in addition to this I reap all the health benefits and feel good factor that a gym workout can bring.  On many occasions, the gym has become a place of unsettled thoughts and feelings of inadequacy.  Let me explain…

Isaac Walker, GCSE Photography External Assignment, Silverdale school, 2013

Time after time I find myself comparing myself to other girls in the gym, casting glances right to left to see how I measure up against the others. There will be the girl in the funkiest and well put together exercise gear and I will rock up in faded leggings and a creased top.  Another girl who may be slimmer and more toned than me.  Oh and don’t’ forget the girl and sometimes guy who can run so much faster than me on the treadmill, without taking a break or breaking out a sweat. 

I have tried to update my gym wardrobe with ‘fashionable’ workout clothes to wear to the gym, but damn they’re expensive and out of my reach.  It’s normally TK Maxx and the sale rails for me. Even though I have learned to accept my body and shape, like anyone I am prone to days of feeling like crap when I look in the mirror.  Days where I try on everything in my wardrobe and nothing seems to fit right or look even close to decent.  I know that I am being kinder to my body my not being a cardio addict, but sometimes I still wish that I could compete with the other treadmill speed demons.

This isn’t a frequent occurrence, but the comparison trap seems to be cyclic in nature as it’s something that I cannot seem to break.  A part of me feels that it’s inherent. Us ladies are born with it and that it’s built into our DNA.  Ultimately it’s extremely upsetting that we are never satisfied with what we have, but at the same time I think that it’s a natural thought process that we all go through. 

Like I’ve said in previous posts I do feel like my mindset has completely transformed where acceptance of my natural shape and where my body is most comfortable. Despite this accomplishment, I still have those days when I look in the mirror and feel blah and make comparisons to other people.  No matter how much we love our body, no one is perfect and we are all prone to these ‘off’ days. There should be no shame or in feeling this way. We are only human after all.  As sad as it is, we all do it and there is no point in hiding it.  At some stage, we will compare ourselves to others, but essentially I think what is most important in these situations is the way we handle ourselves and try not get to get carried away with it.

What are your thoughts on the whole comparison trap? How do you deal with these thoughts?