Pride, Sobriety and the Power of Friends.
Pride, Sobriety and the Power of Friends.
I have a confession to make. I take selfies… a lot of them. #selfieaddict
It is wild how much flack I get for doing it… be it a fun and casual flacking or heavily weighted in judgment and opinion. There is this presumption that, just because I selfie like there is no tomorrow, I am narcissistic, insecure, and on the hunt for “like”-based increases in self esteem. Are these presumptions really the only possibility around why people take selfies?? #really?
Feeling attractive is new to me. I grew up feeling ugly, awkward, and unlikable; I certainly wasn’t beautiful or cool, whatever “cool” was at that time. Today, after a lot of self-care, fitness, and weightlifting I have come to find some confidence, and I fucking love it. I like that I can now look at myself in the mirror, or in the front-facing camera of my iphone, and like what I see. I do not poison myself, hate myself or call myself ugly anymore, nor do I wish that I were something or someone I am not. Today, I am who I am, I look how I look. I own it. I have come to love myself, and not in an overbearing I-cant-love-anyone-else kind of way… No. I love myself in a way that helps me move through my day with a jovial grace; a way that elicits comfort in conversation; a way that encourages me to continue caring for my body and treating it with kindness. #selfcare
Am I insecure because I take selfies? Or are you insecure because you can’t, don’t or won’t? #perspective
Do “likes” and Followers excite me? Yes, they do. I love that little orange notification bubble. It proves contact, an interaction with a fellow human being who is going about her or his day within the social media interspace. It tells me that this someone, somewhere else, has connected to me, if even just momentarily through a string of kilobytes, and finds something about me likeable. Is my self-esteem contingent on these “likes” and Followers?? No, but they certainly help. #like
Self expression has been part of human culture for millennia. Whether we tattoo our flesh, insert shards of bone into our ears, or weave a feather into our hair, we are taking advantage of the gift of expression. I feel privileged that I have the freedom to do so. Today’s selfie is simply another platform of expression and an unexpecting tool of self-discovery. #individuality
For me, as someone who used to hate himself, being able to post a picture of me, taken by me, and just how I like it, is an incredible feat. It is telling of my growth as an individual and it is telling of my growing confidence. It certainly isn’t symbolic of some insecure feature of my personality that needs your judgment and pity. #thatsforsure
In a recent Body Image Study, it was revealed that 65 percent of selfie takers said seeing their selfies on social media actually boosts their confidence (Dahl, Today Health, 2014). In my opinion, this is great! We need more confidence in this world, today more than ever. I like the thought that people’s confidence is being boosted by the creativity of her or his own hand. Power to you. #selfieconfidence
Instead of judging people who take selfies perhaps it is time to take a look at the reasons why you aren’t taking them. With all do respect, I think that it is time to #loveyourselfie
It is almost #selfietime, so… unapologetically, I leave you with my thoughts.
See you seeing me seeing you soon…
Chad Walters… #selfieaddict
The gym is such an odd place to go. Don’t you think? As I am there, pumping iron, so to speak, I often find myself contemplating the whole process of going to the gym. It is a petri dish of examples of the human experience. For a number of reasons… and surely I intend to outline some of them for you :)
1: Adaptability. Think about it. We are animals. We have muscles. Centuries ago we used to run around, climb, hunt, dig, fight. etc… you name it, we used to do it. Man, can you imagine how many sexy humans would have been walking around!? Our bodies would have been toned to the nines. But now, in this automated, processed, delivered, and convenient lives we live, we do not have the need to do all of these things that would keep us so shredded. So… as we move away from necessary physical exertion, and towards a stagnant and inactive life, we hear the call of our muscles. We have adapted to a shrinking, if not non-existent, world of physical demand. Evolution of building muscle.
2. Ego. Classic. I just love seeing people stare at themselves in the mirror and give a quick flex and a wink… “hey baby, how you doin?” Here we move away from the base-level call from our muscles to be formed and tightened and towards an inflation of the ego. “Dayam I look good! I am definitely going to get some action tonight!” Our culture says that the more shredded you are, the more abs you have, the more successful you will be, be it in the office or bedroom. I am sure this goes back to caveman times when the bravest and toughest rented the most wombs.
3. Ignorance. Really?! Did you have to throw those weights? Do you realize that there is a yoga class going on downstairs. Do you care? That sign right there says. “Please do not drop your weights!” Perhaps when you bend down to pick up your weights you will see it… oh wait, you don’t actually pick up your weights, which brings me to 4.
4. Discipline. Didn’t your mother (or father) tell you to clean up? Perhaps to put things away after you use them? What ever happened to the collective willingness to keep things tidy… did it ever exist? I can only imagine what these people’s homes look like… I hated being nagged to clean up my room, the kitchen, the yard, etc. I see the value now. We are all owners of this planet, and many lack the discipline to keep it orderly.
5. Rage. “Aaaarrgrrrrrrrraaaaaaahhhhhhh!!” Says the dude pumping more weight than he should (right before he drops it all, naturally). The Grunts. The Growls. The Moans. Sure, blood is coursing through your veins… but what’s with the Werewolf sounds? Are you mad at the world? What did the dumbbell ever do to you? I often wonder if these growlers can even hear themselves. Maybe it helps to lift. Perhaps I should try it, maybe I will build more muscle. Perhaps there is even a Muscle-to-Growl ratio… perhaps there is a Thesis here.
6. Attraction. Let’s face it… with all that ego-boosting muscle building, our hormones are at peak vibration. After a quick glance at the reflection… it’s off to the races. We see those toned bodies, those tight pants, and those muscle shirts. We leave sweat traces all over the place and heat clouds surround us, surely this sends those pheromones out further to the gym universe. It can sometimes be a cesspool or sexual tension.
7…8…9… Surely there are more. :) Food for thought.