This is a random musing on my cutting progress. Good mental stuff for future me. Skip if you like.
Imagine waking up one day realizing that you actually have a genetically good body type, wicked ability to build muscles and able to lose fat really easily all these while (all you need is some serious cardio). You are naturally strong, were born to be athletic and have great inner stamina waiting to be unleashed.
So what would you trade for all that? Height? Bad skin? Losing hair? Acnes? Masculinity/Feminity? Fitting into L-sized clothings all the time? Being pre-diabetic? Struggle with hormonal imbalances?
I've been doing some light cardio (15km/week target, thats about 2 hrs of moderate-paced running, burning approx 900kcals - slightly slacking last week) and bodyweight conditioning lately and I currently stand at ~58kg. (My manual scale even pointed to 57.5kg but I trust my digital scale more). The funny thing is - I've been eating more carbs (only around workouts of course) than before to support my cardio routines. That's 3kg weight loss over a period of 4 weeks (average 1.65lbs/week). It may be nothing to some people but I've projected a safe 6-8kg loss over 12 weeks with average of 1lb/week loss. Losing weight with cardio has been... too easy.
I stood naked in front of the mirror and noticed a weight loss pattern - I still have my muscles and my upper body has been amusingly taking shape even without any flexion. So I have broad shoulders & narrow waist = effortless V-taper & hourglass shape, a lil bit muscular n stronger than most females (till got accused of roiding.. lol wtf

) and my most responsive muscles are my triceps n quads.
Then it hit me. OMG
I'm a mesomorph! And I've committed the ultimate sin of fitness - being a fat one. I slapped myself silly a couple of times and went DOH DOH DOH DOHHHHH on not being able to put this huge advantage by my side. I'll never be neither skinny nor attractive nor 'feminine' enough to fit the 'size 0' mould of the society but I couldnt care less as long as I get to do what I've always wanted to do - being strong and athletic.
So what if I'm short with skin full of scars, head with falling hairs, face with acnes, being unfeminine, having to wear L-sized clothes, living life with lots of meds, a f***ed up right ankle & PCOS?
I guess I can finally say that I've made peace with my body. You can and you will too.
Love thy body, people. Work with it.