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la_marquise) wrote2012-08-10 11:23 am
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Thought for the day: on public representation and the female body
I'm not a huge fan of sport, apart from tennis, and I'm more than capable of ignoring major sporting events while they're on. I'm also not at all a fan of competitions based on nationality, because to me, it seems they encourage all the worst forms of nationalism, jingoism and stupidity. In some cases, they fan conflict and hatred. There was a discussion of the skills and physical talents needed by sprinters last night on the BBC that I found disturbing, creepy and offensive, because it bordered on racial stereotyping, this time with 'genetics' as an excuse. I am going to write to them about this.
However, my mother came to stay with us last weekend, and she does like to watch the Olympics. So, while she was here, we spent a fair amount of time doing so, particularly track and field, which are her favourites. And I noticed something.
I'm feeling better than I have in years about my body. I'm not particularly fit, I'm not fashionably thin, I'm not pretty. But for the last week or so, I've felt at home in this too-tall, not-thing-enough, not-toned enough, not-young enough (all my usual mantras) body. It *works*. My legs can run -- not fast, but they do it happily. I can bend and reach, twist, turn and shape, I can pick up things and move them and make them, and it's all good. I feel normal.
It's down to all those fantastic women who I see using their talented bodies on the television, all those runners and shot-putters, tennis players, rowers, weight lifters, swimmers, riders, boxers, discus and hammer throwers. They are tall and short, they have broad shoulders or wide hips, they are large and small, they have long legs and short legs, square faces, round ones, oval ones. They're all different. Most of them are un-made up, they show me their everyday faces. The ones who are made-up (with the exception of the gymnasts, who are the sole ones who worry me) are clearly doing so for their own reasons and amusements. They have long hair and short. They are of all races. But what they have in common is that they live openly, unashamedly (as far as I can tell) in their bodies. They aren't airbrushed or photo-shopped, dressed to 'hide figure faults' or posed for specific angles. They just are. And I'm loving it. I love all these bold, brave, talented, *real* women. They make me proud of them, of their skill and talent and courage. They make me happy to have a female body, even though mine is nowhere near as fit, as young. They make me feel that I'm normal, because variety is normal.
I want them on my screen every day, because I love this feeling. I know that in a few weeks it will be back to ideals and horrors -- perfect women and 'failed' ones who are too big, too plain, too old, not good enough. That depresses me. I want younger women than me to see the variety of other women, to see women who love who they are, women who are clearly talented and gifted and wonderful without the trailing back-stories that tv drama demands. I want us all to feel that it's all right to be us, in all our sizes and races, ages and shapes. Thank you, Ye Shiwen, Tirunesh DiBaba, Shelly-Ann Fraser Price, Jessica Ennis, Shara Proctor, Nicola Adams, Gabrielle Douglas, Sanya Richards-Ross, Nadzeya Ostapchuk, Joanna Rowsell, Zhou Lulu, and all your sister athletes. You are making the world a happier place for other women.
And I'm really looking forward to the paralympics and even more awesome women.
Skirt of the day: green silk wrap.
However, my mother came to stay with us last weekend, and she does like to watch the Olympics. So, while she was here, we spent a fair amount of time doing so, particularly track and field, which are her favourites. And I noticed something.
I'm feeling better than I have in years about my body. I'm not particularly fit, I'm not fashionably thin, I'm not pretty. But for the last week or so, I've felt at home in this too-tall, not-thing-enough, not-toned enough, not-young enough (all my usual mantras) body. It *works*. My legs can run -- not fast, but they do it happily. I can bend and reach, twist, turn and shape, I can pick up things and move them and make them, and it's all good. I feel normal.
It's down to all those fantastic women who I see using their talented bodies on the television, all those runners and shot-putters, tennis players, rowers, weight lifters, swimmers, riders, boxers, discus and hammer throwers. They are tall and short, they have broad shoulders or wide hips, they are large and small, they have long legs and short legs, square faces, round ones, oval ones. They're all different. Most of them are un-made up, they show me their everyday faces. The ones who are made-up (with the exception of the gymnasts, who are the sole ones who worry me) are clearly doing so for their own reasons and amusements. They have long hair and short. They are of all races. But what they have in common is that they live openly, unashamedly (as far as I can tell) in their bodies. They aren't airbrushed or photo-shopped, dressed to 'hide figure faults' or posed for specific angles. They just are. And I'm loving it. I love all these bold, brave, talented, *real* women. They make me proud of them, of their skill and talent and courage. They make me happy to have a female body, even though mine is nowhere near as fit, as young. They make me feel that I'm normal, because variety is normal.
I want them on my screen every day, because I love this feeling. I know that in a few weeks it will be back to ideals and horrors -- perfect women and 'failed' ones who are too big, too plain, too old, not good enough. That depresses me. I want younger women than me to see the variety of other women, to see women who love who they are, women who are clearly talented and gifted and wonderful without the trailing back-stories that tv drama demands. I want us all to feel that it's all right to be us, in all our sizes and races, ages and shapes. Thank you, Ye Shiwen, Tirunesh DiBaba, Shelly-Ann Fraser Price, Jessica Ennis, Shara Proctor, Nicola Adams, Gabrielle Douglas, Sanya Richards-Ross, Nadzeya Ostapchuk, Joanna Rowsell, Zhou Lulu, and all your sister athletes. You are making the world a happier place for other women.
And I'm really looking forward to the paralympics and even more awesome women.
Skirt of the day: green silk wrap.
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I want it on a poster somewhere.
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(Not that I'm excited about an Irish women's boxing Olympic gold medallist, or anything. Well. Maybe a little bit. :) )
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And it's not just women - men are pressured to prefer the larger breast.
And that's wrong, horribly wrong, because it's been part of trying to shovel all women into a single image of physical attractiveness. It's also telling us men that we should prefer women to look like 'this', not like 'that'.
Not all men prefer large breasts, just as not all men like the same height of women.
So to see fit, healthy women who don't fit that plastic image of perfection that's so often peddled is wonderful. And in my opinion, every one is more attractive than (for example) Katie Price with all her 'enhancements'.
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You win a biscuit :-)
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And yes, it does feel like we've seen more variety in female body shape on telly over the last couple of week than over the entire year before that. And yet, British weightlifter Zoe Smith was criticised on Twitter for being unfeminine, Judo silver medalist Gemma Gibbons was asked about her hair, and just this morning Taw Kwon Do Olympic champion Jade Jones was asked if she was "naturally aggressive". So stereotypes and gender policing are still around.
But overall yes, it's been great to see women achieving amazing things with their bodies, which they clearly feel comfortable in.
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Some women plainly don't fit the stereotype- the travails of the African runner, Caster Semenya, is a prime example- questions asked about her gender because she's tall and powerful and fast. The testing insisted upon was invasive and abusive and proved? That she was born and is a woman- a tall, powerful, fast woman. Well deary me, quelle surprise! No one makes such statements about Usain Bolt.........he just has to put up with being described as an 'alpha male'. He runs fast for Pete's sake!
Questions are being asked about whether women should box because it's perceived as not 'ladylike' (I'd be more inclined to ask whether anyone should, but there you go.)
But then I suppose I would get annoyed at all this- after all, I've undergone a lot of questions about my own body..........usually from people who think they know it better than I do. :o/
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What I am loving is the women themselves. They're boxing because they want to. Shelly-Ann Fraser-Price's yellow hair-ribbon isn't high-tech, it isn't there to help her performance; it's clearly there for her, because it makes her happy. They wear their scars openly, too -- look at Rowsell. And that I love. Many of them seem to know who they are.
I'm really looking forward to the paralympics, because there will be many more awesome women.
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I was surprised at how more positive I feel, just from seeing an array of sizes and shapes, in fact. I am so conditioned to see only the perfect, the approved of, on screen.
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Er, have you seen the synchonised swimmers?
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I have always attributed my relatively healthy body esteem to having been a (mediocre but enthusiastic) athlete as a teenager - fencing and horseback riding and canoeing all taught me to pull my shoulders back and keep my head up, and what's learned between 9 and 15 stays with you the rest of your life....
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Whereas I am Too Tall, and have been since I was 18. SIgh.
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(Anonymous) - 2012-08-10 18:45 (UTC) - Expand(no subject)
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Also loved the horse dancing!
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I was thinking about your grandmother, during the tennis!
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However, to air it just before the 200 metres final gave legitimacy to the damned trope that one race excels at sprinting because its in their genes, while others have to work at it; and I was amazed by the politeness of the commentators in debunking it.
It would have been much better off well after the games as a Horizon programme with more change to explore the whole idea further and make it clear that a) eugenics as an idea has been discredited and b) the latest theories on genetics are as yet unproven.
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Sure, I've gained back weight I lost over a year ago, but I'm getting older. I'm still out there running a few times a week and doing what I can to maintain the weight I'm at now. I'll never be a marathoner or a sprinter, but I'm ok with that. And, I think the women athletes would be, too. Whereas the women (models and others) who buy into the idea of 'perfection' wouldn't. They would judge me because they are so busy judging themselves. Maybe part of it is the fact that the athletes are so focused on faster, stronger, higher, better, they're not so much focused (as far as our perspective) on weight, boob size, hip size, whatever size. If their bodies work at whatever shape or weight, they work. And as long as mine does, too, grand :)
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2) Thanks for writing this. I love the Olympics for many reasons and one is the reason you cite. I do notice how things have changed over the 40 years I've watched, though. The women are far more proudly strong and competitive now.
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And yes, I think the women are a lot more confident, and it's wonderful to behold.
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I still feel "too," but now it's mostly just too crippled. And sad that moving and working out and doing all the things I loved to do years ago are so hard for me. And that's a good feeling, too, in a bittersweet way.
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I love watching the athletes doing amazing things in their bodies, and I'm glad you're enjoying your body. I loved the feeling of my body working. I hope you continue to love your body, exactly the way you do today, and I hope your body can still do all those things for the rest of your life. It's a wonderful feeling. I miss feeling normal.
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When, in the 1950s, the International Rowing Federation agreed to allow women's events, it insisted that, while men's events were rowed over 2,000 metres, women's events should only be rowed over 1,000 metres - the poor things wouldn't have the stamina to cope with the full distance. So when women's rowing was introduced to the Olympics in 1976, women still rowed only half the men's distance.
After a campaign by women rowers and officials, this was changed in the 1980s - both men and women now row 2,000 metres. But most of the people making the decision were men - and often rather conservative ones. So why did they agree?
Apparently, one of the reasons was that, during the intervening thirty years, some countries (mostly eastern European) had realised that with sufficiently physically strong athletes, a 1,000 metre rowing race could be treated as a sprint - if they went hell for leather for the finish line, they could reach it before they burned out. This did, however, mean that the physical specification for a championship woman rower was very close to that for a championship bodybuilder. Over 2000 metres, stamina became more important - and the physical specification, while still muscular, was far less visibly so. In other words, a more attractive body shape.