A little over a year ago, I tried something new. I had never had the goddess waxed. I had heard too many horror stories. Then, after some madness, I decided to never shave again. I think I've given you just enough background, but if not, check out the post concerning my first experience right here.
Now that we have cleared that up, let's continue. Yesterday, it was time for me to go and get sugared. Just in case you were wondering, I make an appointment every 5 to 6 weeks! Seriously, I'm on text terms with my sugar specialist. If she's running late, she'll text me. If I'm running late, I'll text her. If she needs to bump my appointment, she will let me know. We are just cool like that.
It is hard to believe that in January of 2015, I was having my first sugaring experience. About 15 months ago, I was terrified of what my experience would be like - not because of the pain, but because of what I thought they people would say about my body. However, in our conversations, I learned something.
In all that we do, we pay attention to certain things. Since my day job is an engineer, I pay attention to things normal people would not pay attention to - how things are made, the materials used, the location of catch basins...you know, things like that. Well, for my sugar specialist, she looks at the entire body all day. She sugars from head to toe. To my shock, she is highly observant of all her clients.
During my visit yesterday, she was taking care of me down there and I noticed that she didn't have to ask me to hold my tummy. She can tell that I've lost weight because apparently we look different down there the more weight we lose. Honestly, I grabbed my tummy just out of habit, but not because she asked. It felt good to go and enjoy my hair removal treatment (yep, got my brows shaped too) and not have to worry about my body. Even though she has always been a top notch professional, there has always been a certain insecurity I've had to overcome. Funny part, even after she was done down there, I didn't even worry about pulling my shirt down to cover my tummy. Usually, that is the first thing to happen when she starts working on my brows, but yesterday, I was just too comfortable. Don't worry, I eventually pulled down my shirt.
Here's the thing, I'm starting to get a better sense of my body. It's not ugly. It's not horrible. It's mine! It's not perfect, but apparently it is perfect for me. Have I been working to get into a smaller size and make a lifestyle change? Yes! Genetically, there are too many factors that could lead to serious health issues. I cannot control my genes, but I can control what goes into my system. I have to take care of myself and I intend to do so.
I eat fruits and veggies on a daily basis. Salad is my lunch during the work week. Meat and bread only happens one or two days a week. Water, green tea, cranberry juice, and orange juice are my main drinks! Just trying to do better. Maybe next time, I won't even subconsciously lift my tummy when the goddess is getting groomed.