It's a bit alarming when I sometimes treat others better than I treat myself. I don't mean letting people walk all over me or smiling ingratiatingly when someone's being a major jerk, I mean when my friends or acquaintances are having issues in their lives.
When a friend complains bitterly about their pudgy thighs, or how their pants seams are bulging out and beginning to tear, I try to be encouraging and soothing, and say things like "let's work out together" or "a few weeks of walking/running/working out will fix that" and I also remind them of their good points --
BUT when I examine myself in the mirror I'll think things like "GROSS look at those saddlebags" or "How did my legs get so sickeningly flabby" or "what's wrong w/ me that I look so out of shape" -- I'm MUCH more harsh w/ myself than with others. Even if the person complaining is really, truly, FAT, I always see positive aspects of them -- sparkling eyes, a lovely smile, luminescent skin, a lively wit, keen intelligence, etc. . . . .
so why don't I give myself a break too? We're all more than a sum of parts -- when I view my friends I don't see a collection of body parts -- I see the whole person, personality fused w/ appearance.
I guess I should work on seeing myself as a whole work in progress, too. Not only do I seek to improve my health/fitness/appearance, I'm also always trying to increase my knowledge, expand my awareness, find out what the rest of the world is doing/thinking/experiencing --
but I never look at myself and think "Gosh, how dumb are you, not even fluent in more than one language!" or "what kind of teacher are you, always rushing to make it on time to class?" (I have a mildly chronic lateness problem, hehehe) --
so, I'm going to try to use some of my pep talk on myself -- and treat my fitness efforts with the same kindness that I give my friends!