How to talk to your daughter about her body, step one: don’t talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works.
Don’t say anything if she’s lost weight. Don’t say anything if she’s gained weight.
If you think your daughter’s body looks amazing, don’t say that. Here are some things you can say instead:
“You look so healthy!” is a great one.
Or how about, “you’re looking so strong.”
“I can see how happy you are – you’re glowing.”
Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body.
Don’t comment on other women’s bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one.
Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself.
Don’t you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don’t go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don’t say “I’m not eating carbs right now.” Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself.
Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that’s a good thing sometimes.
Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you’ll never stop needing good teamwork. Never make her play a sport she isn’t absolutely in love with.
Prove to your daughter that women don’t need men to move their furniture.
Teach your daughter how to cook kale.
Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter.
Pass on your own mom’s recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. Pass on your love of being outside.
Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don’t. Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants.
Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.
hey Sarah, been following you since last year when I picked up running and want to ask a few quesitons now that I'm contemplating joining the local Nike Running Club runs at least a few times. Do you have any tips for running in a group, anything that a beginner should be aware of? I'm used to running solo at the stadium so the whole thing is new and bit scary to me. My pace is apparently okayish (5 mins per km or so) but other than that I'm not too confident. Any tips would be great! Thank you.
Have you started running with the Nike Running Club yet? If you haven’t, go!
If you’re confident with your pace, ask one of the organisers or pacers which group you should go in. They can show you who you’ll be running with and then it’s plain sailing. You’re not a beginner so you’ll be fine and you can always move groups to find a pace that suits you.
It just depends why you want to run in a group really. If it’s to support and push you to increase speed or distance, then choose a pace group that’s going to do that. If you want to meet like-minded people and view more of the city while you run, take a slower pace so you can chat with the people you’re running with.
Everything changes when you run with other people. I much prefer it to solo running.
I am at a 5k standard and training to do a half marathon in September. I am just wondering do you think I am pushing it a bit?
No way! Good for you!
Just make sure you work out a good training plan in advance (now’s a good time to start) and stick to it. I didn’t stick to my training plans and although I managed to make it over the finish line, it wasn’t without a lot of whinging and struggling.
Done and dusted. Last night nearly 4000 women ran 10 kilometres through Victoria Park. Nice work, ladies, I’m happy and proud.
Nike threw down in style and hosted a brilliant event full of light, music and a LOT of orange. The Elle UK, Nike tent and the media tent were buzzing and it was so nice to see so many people that I’ve worked and trained with over the past three years. Yesterday was basically like a massive reunion for me.
The race, for me, went as expected. I ran so much more than I thought I could, but still slowed down to walk a bit and stretch out a horrible stitch I had between the third and sixth kilometre. Saima, Clara, Eman and I stuck together throughout much of the course while Bwalya skipped off into the distance - she was in her element! It was amazing to see Eman and Saima gain confidence and push through to pull off in the last quarter of the race. I think I’m best at supporting and I kept checking in to see how everyone was feeling. It was a pleasure to keep Clara going right to the end and we kept it chilled and finished off with a zippy sprint and a can of gin & tonic that Kirby handed over as she cheered us at the 100m mark. I don’t drink so my present was a sachet of ketchup (don’t ask, I didn’t).
My favourite thing about the whole event was the fact that much of the course was lined by the hundreds and hundreds of boyfriends, husbands and kids who came to support the runners. It was so touching to witness! My boyfriend and his housemate (Eman’s boyfriend) moved around the course so we saw them cheering at four different points during the race. SO GOOD! Lots of high fives and “YOU’RE MY BEAUTIFUL RUNNING GODDESS, KEEP GOING!” shouts. Hilarious and so needed. You guys are the best!
Cheer Dem Crew nearly made me weep. Jesus, Run Dem love can be so emotional. Chevy was up ahead on the lookout for Run Dem girls and then we ran through a tunnel of Run Dem dudes, waving banners and shouting support. I love you guys! #MILE21 is unparalleled. Special shout to half of the Incline Accelerators shouting SARAH MEI! SARAH MEI! I will not repeat Dommy’s own brand of motivation, just know it was LOLZ.
The We Own The Night coloured lights and flashing bracelets were gorgeous and the motivational signs and banners designed by Nike for the event were great to see. The music was brilliant, although the quiet parts of the course took their toll. Shouts to Josey Rebelle, Martelo and Lynda Phoenix for making the run feel like the dancefloor.
Having seen the Nike, Elle, Exposure, AKQA and Slice teams working on this event the day I shot the Elle Edit collection in March, I’ve seen how much planning and hard graft has gone into this. So appreciated, guys!
The outcome was a fun race and evening event where thousands of women ran, raced and beat personal records. Most significantly, so many of these women were inspired or motivated to try something they hadn’t done before. It was nice to do something just for the ladies as so many sporting events in the UK are dominated by men, which is often quite intimidating for women who feel that they couldn’t possibly join in or compete. Bwalya, Saima, Clara and Eman are all new to running and committed to doing something entirely new over the past few weeks leading up to last night. I’m so, so proud of you girls. You SMASHED IT.
I’m really glad I was asked to do this event, it’s been brilliant the whole way through. I broke my own personal best last night for a 10k. Not quite a speedy 45 minutes (add a half hour to that), but the last time I ran that distance was with Run Dem at some point last summer when we ran to the Olympic Stadium and back. I’m proud of me. HIGH FIVE ME! WOOOH!
We owned it last night, ladies. The girl crews SMASHED IT. Well done us!
So, race day is here. The fourth race I’ve signed up to but the second I’m running.
I’ve pulled out of two half marathons before now, opting to cheer for my crew rather than make my existing injuries worse.
But tonight, I’m RUNNING! This race is in my hometown and I am EXCITED.
True to style, I haven’t really trained for it, I’ve kind of just been panic running once or twice a week either on my own or with Eman. But tonight, me and my unofficial (BUT SO OFFICIAL) girl crew (The Basketball Wives of Hackney) will be pounding pavement in Victoria Park.
Eman and Bwalya are both new to running and we share a love of complaining about it (I still don’t love running, nothing’s changed).Eman, ratings to her, has been out, after work, running home, or through Regent’s Park putting in the practice for this evening’s event. She injured her ankle on Wednesday though, so tonight we’ll be taking in the atmosphere rather than tearing through the course (LOL at the very thought of me running at speed anyway).
Eman and I run at comfortable 11-12 minute miles and so does Saima who is also joining us tonight. Bwalya has been training solo due to work hours. Up until now she’s been running in a pair of Maharam X Nike Skinny Dunk Highs which I gave to her about a year ago. I’ve been pestering her for weeks to go and get a gait analysis and she did that on Wednesday, learning that she over-pronates slightly and she’d be best in a pair of LunarGlide+ 4 trainers. Luckily, I had a pair to give her (they’re unfortunately not the recommended trainers for me) so we exchanged dinner for fresh footwear (thank you Nike for helping me to help my friends). Turns out though, that Bwalya, although she’s been panicking and moaning about her fear for this race, actually runs 8 minute miles. 8 MINUTE MILES. That’s 4 minutes faster than the rest of us. If she whinges at any point tonight, I will demand a piggyback.
Anyway, the race kicks off at 8pm and I can’t wait to see the sea of neon orange tshirts as girl crews unite and run by night, surrounded by light, music and vibes. I’m really looking forward to it.
Shouts to the crews out in Copenhagen, running the marathon tomorrow. You’ll smash it! Party after party after party by the sounds of it (NBRO are the ULTIMATE party crew). #mamarun #braidgang #bridgethegap