Happy New Year! Very briefly, it’s a new year and this is a new blog. I hate resolutions, but I resolve to transform this blog into one that’s not so torturous to write (and perhaps read, I don’t know how it is for you). Writing long posts to catch up was just killing me, so I put Marcilicious on hiatus (as well as Brainy Girls, but that’s another topic). I want short, random posts! You want them too (maybe)! So here’s the first one. Boom.
As you may know, I skate with the Storm City Roller Girls (and I also manage the website, so please visit – I just provided you with the link, see?). Throughout my entire life I’ve struggled with my own body image – being overweight, not pretty enough, blah blah blah. My girl crushes have been (and continue to be on) the fabulously dorky Drew Barrymore (although I feel our connection is diminishing now that she’s on the having-kids-being-a-mom kick, but perhaps it’s a phase) and the Hermione-esque Emma Watson. Oh, I’ve envied them and other women in the media like them for so long! Why can’t I be more like them? Skinny, pretty, perfect.
The truth is, I never will be like them, and I’ve got to learn how to accept that about myself. I’ve known this for a long time and have told myself this a million times. But here enters derby and ALL THE GIRL CRUSHES!!! Here you could not ask for a more diverse group of women in terms of body shape, size, appearance, and style. And I want to be like so many of them! I found myself wanting to be just like girls who had very little in common with Drew Barrymore or Emma Watson (both physically and otherwise). And once I realized this, it was like, daaaaamn…if I think these girls are so awesome, maybe other people think I’M awesome, and maybe I can think I’m awesome too. Mind blown.