That documentary Embrace,.. let’s discuss! I have some mixed feelings after viewing it, while everyone else seems to have gotten better messages out of it. Maybe I need to watch it again. I don’t know.
In the opening of the documentary, Taryn Brumfitt explains that she was miserable with her body, she worked her ass off and competed in a body building tournament, decided that it was too miserable, and then went back to being normal. (What even is normal?) From there she implied that women who work their butt off to be toned/fit/trim/whatever-you-want-to-call-it are miserable.
That’s where she lost me. While I know 99.9% of women have insecurities with body image, I don’t think every woman who dedicates herself to to exercise and eating a certain way are miserable. Is it okay that I don’t completely agree? I’ve seen weight loss success stories from women who are proud of their accomplishment, and they should be. I would be.
Taryn Brumfitt explained that even after the weight loss success, it’s never enough, we’ll find something else to be unhappy with on our body. That’s a fair statement, I can get on board with that. But miserable?
I’m currently counting my calories, trying to lose 15 lbs. Why 15? It’s not a magic number, it’s just a number I chose that is more concrete than “I want to lose weight”. It’s attainable. I’m not emotionally attached to that number, if I lost 14 lbs I would be ecstatic. If I lost 10 I’d be thrilled. The calorie counting for me is not miserable. It’s frustrating, I’ll admit that. I’ve been diligent, under calorie goal and the number isn’t budging on the scale. While frustrating, I still feel good about the food choices I’m making. It’s forcing me to put better, whole, real foods into my mouth and fuel me better for my triathlon training. That’s not miserable, it’s setting myself up for future success and that success is not defined by the number on the scale or my pant size.
The documentary was well-done. An observation I noted was the only footage of women saying things about themselves was the heartbreaking ones. They really could have included a couple of women saying more positive things about themselves. I don’t for a second believe that every single woman they interviewed disliked their body that much.
The other nagging opposing opinion I get from this documentary is that even though we should embrace our imperfections, we should also be able to express our truths about it. If a woman has legitimate insecurities about her stomach, that is her truth, and it’s not fair to label her feelings about that as sad/negative. It’s my truth and it doesn’t mean that I don’t love my body. It means that I am aware of my body.
Though I have mixed thoughts on this documentary, I would still suggest watching it. No matter what, as women we need to acknowledge, embrace, and lift each other up, no matter what our truth is.