I ain’t worried about it.

I ain’t worried about it.

So during a workout this past week, we were dancing to Meghan’s Trainor’s song “I’m a Lady.” All of her songs are filled with confidence, women empowerment, etc. and for some reason, the lyrics of this song struck me.

She sings,

“And I don’t look like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I don’t talk like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I know I’m a gem.
I ain’t worried about it, I ain’t worried about it
‘Cause I’m a lady.”

I belt it out every time I hear it. Oh yes, I’m that obnoxious lady that sings while working out and lucky for me, the music is typically loud enough to where no one can hear me (or at least that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it!).

But do I really believe what I’m singing? Yes, I don’t look like them. Yes, I don’t talk like them. I know I’m a gem. But am I really not worried about it?

In reality, I am. I do worry about it. Every. Single. Day. Probably every single hour. Maybe even every single half hour.

Why are we so obsessed with how we look? What the scale says? What the tag on our clothes state? What do they represent and why are they such idols in our hearts?

I don’t know.

I do know that we live in a society where appearances is everything. The world is superficial, materialistic, commercial… and even when we know better, have different standards, different priorities… we still struggle with that inner desire to want to please others and seek their approval.

Is this why I made all of these changes in my life? Work out more, eat less, eat healthier, stay active… just to look better?

Honest answer: yes.

BUT. Thank goodness there is a but!

That’s not the only reason. I truly believe that we are obligated to be faithful stewards of our body. Just as God has given us talents, gifts, and materials to be stewards over, He also gave us our bodies to take care of until the day Jesus returns.

So I try my best to glorify God through the testimony of my body. For those who are not believers, that probably sounds really cheesy, but it’s true. The transformation of my body speaks more than my words. It is physical proof of what dedication, determination, and stamina can produce. All of my choices, my actions, my attitude is a reflection of my relationship with my Lord… including my food and exercise.

Like all good and bad things, an over excess or an indulgence can become idols to our hearts. I struggle with my body and its weight being my idol. I struggle not to obsess over the number on the scale or the tightness of my clothes. I keep telling myself, “I ain’t worried about it.” One day, I hope to mean it too.

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Here’s a before and after picture of me with Jazzercise. Before was 2010 and after is end of 2017, about 1.5 years of working out with Jazzercise.

11 thoughts on “I ain’t worried about it.

  1. Kudos for your honesty! I know it’s hard to put yourself out there. But you aren’t alone! I obsess about the same things, to the point of being sick of it and ashamed of myself. Something to keep working on! Thanks for sharing your journey.

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