How many years have you spent looking in the mirror pointing out the body parts you hate to yourself? How many times have you said you'll love your body when you're ten pounds lighter or your stomach is flatter? And how many times have you hung out with your girlfriends and bashed your bodies?
I've been there. We've all been there. We live in a society where it is normal (and expected) to deflect compliments; where you're considered conceited if you talk kindly about yourself.
But what I've realized over the past few years and I'm sure you have too, is that it doesn't feel good to hate yourself. Where has all that body bashing gotten you? Has it gotten you the body of your dreams? I didn't think so.
You can't get what you want while hating what you have.
If you want to be ten pounds lighter or have leaner thighs, you have to start appreciating what you do have now. Work out because its good for you, not to punish yourself. Lift weights because you feel better after. Eat vegetables because they have nutrients you need, not because you have to be in a bikini in two weeks.
Or, don't focus on what you look like. At all. That's right. Forget about what you see in the mirror or the number on the scale and start chasing a new goal all together. This may not work for everyone, but for me it did. It wasn't on purpose, but after I focused on getting stronger I started to appreciate my body more. It didn't happen over night, but it did happen over a course of a few months. Which is sure as hell a much shorter time period than all the years I spent hating what I saw in the mirror.
Focusing on strength gave me motivation to go to the gym everyday. I no longer felt like I "had" to work out because I was having a "fat" day or was going to be in a dress that weekend. Don't get me wrong, I've always enjoyed working out and being in the gym, but there have been times where it felt like a chore instead of a passion. Now I always look forward to lifting. I focus on setting PRs (personal records) instead of losing a few pounds. And as a result I realized I actually like my body. A lot. For the first time in my life I put on a tank top and it didn't even cross my mind what my arms looked like. In the past I would've freaked out and changed because my arms looked "too big".
So maybe your thing isn't lifting heavy weights and that's fine. Just pick a goal, whether its running a mile a little faster each time, or doing one more pull-up in a row each week and focus on that instead of what you hate about your body. Be grateful for the things your body is capable of, while you are on your way to accomplishing your goals.
In the process, you might just discover you don't actually need to lose those ten pounds, and you're just perfect the way you are.