There are people out there who are highly critical of the new Women’s Physique division in female bodybuilding competitions.  Seems as though most are unhappy with the judging.  I, too, am not happy with the judging.  A lot of people thought this division was intended for the natural bodybuilder.   So did I.  It’s being judged differently than I expected.  But you know what?  It doesn’t really matter.  The way I see it, that’s the division where I fit.  At least it’s where I fit this year.  It’s a new division and I expect that judging will evolve over time.    None of that is in my control.  I will train the way I want to train.  I will work towards my own goal and not concern myself about the politics of the judging.

Reading what some people are saying about the women who are competing in the Physique division makes me uncomfortable, and I know why.  It reminds me of things I’ve said about the bikini division.  When I’ve opined on it in the past, I know I meant to make a general statement about how society views women.  Women have never been allowed to just “be”.  Someone is always around telling us, either directly or indirectly, what we are supposed to look like, how we are supposed to behave – whatever.  “Play your role.”  I don’t like it when women feel confined in their roles or criticized for their choices.  With respect to female bodybuilding, the opinions out there are varied, but passionately held.  Each is sure they are right.   But these are real women who have sacrificed to reach a goal.  If I don’t want others to criticize my choices, I cannot criticize the choices other women make.

I want to be supportive.   So I’d like to take this opportunity to publicly apologize to all bikini competitors for the things I’ve said in the past.   I’m “walking in their shoes” now every time I read some mean comment directed at a Physique competitor.  (Figure of speech – I’m not doing the shoes.  I’d fall over.)

I’m so, so sorry.

I send props to all women who train, diet, practice posing, spray fake tan everywhere, pluck, shave, paint nails, dehydrate, glue down posing suits, and get up on that stage to be judged.

So how scary is a public admission of stupidity?  Very scary.

Let's connect! Follow me on social media:
Liked it? Share it!