Joni Edelman is 40-years-old and mother of 5 children. In the past five years she has fluctuated between being at her thinnest and being at her biggest weights and she has decided she is far happier when she is “fat”.
This is her on her 35th birthday after have three kids.
Here is her after her 40th birthday after having 5 kids.
You may be surprised to hear that she prefers being the later.
She explains, “My weight went up and down over the years. Way up, like the bottom photo. Way down, like the top photo. It’s been kind of like a rollercoaster, only way less fun.”
Joni describes the things that get thrown at us in life, which sometimes results in not having enough time to look after our bodies, “I attained the physique in the “after” photo after losing one sweet baby girl; after being married, divorced, married; after a half dozen moves; after a broken leg and a broken ankle; after catching a dozen babies not my own as a labor and delivery nurse; after ushering more than a dozen people into death as a hospice nurse.”
In contrast she says, “The other body you see there, the body of “physical hotness,” I attained by eating a “plentiful” 1,000 calories a day; by running 35 miles a week (10 on Sunday); by sleeping an average of three hours a day; by counting every bit of food I ate, down to a single cherry tomato; by writing and tracking my weight every day for a year; by running the stairs of the hospital during my 12-hour shifts; by losing my period; by denying myself food when I was hungry; by denying myself sleep.”
Joni says she is both “fat” and “happy”. Joni is taking a stand against stereotypes saying “being thin did not make me happy.”
“Being a size 4 made it infinitely easier to shop for clothes and presumably to look “better” in clothes, because let’s face it, clothes are mostly designed for people who are a size 4. Being a size 4 made strangers’ heads turn. Repeatedly. It made men in the grocery store hit on me and doctors at the hospital propose torrid affairs. It made me obsessive about every detail of my body, from my stretch-marked belly to the definition of my bicep.”
To sum up she says “Happiness does not require thinness. Fatness does not presume sadness.”
“We need more voices speaking out so that we can be heard over the media, over the drone that is weight loss pills and get-thin-quick cures and plastic surgery to fix things that aren’t broken.”
“I’m happy. I’m fat and I’m happy.”
Such an eye-opening story Joni, thank you for sharing it with the world!