Perfection is “lean” and “taut” and “hard” — like a boy athlete of twenty, a girl gymnast of twelve. What kind of body is that for a man of fifty or a woman of any age? “Perfect”? What’s perfect? A black cat on a white cushion, a white cat on a black one … A soft brown woman in a flowery dress… There are a whole lot of ways to be perfect, and not one of them is attained through punishment.
~ Ursula Le Guin, on dieters and exercisers in Ursula K. Le Guin – On Aging and What Beauty Really Means
Notes:
- SMWI* = Saturday Morning Work-Out Inspiration
- Photo: SabonHomeBlog.
- Quote from Ursula Le Guin’s Book: The Wave in the Mind: Talks and Essays on the Writer, the Reader, and the Imagination

Nothing bears up to ‘perfection’ under too much scrutiny. There’s something to be said for farsightedness.
Interesting perspective, I’m not sure I fully agree (for a change). Chocolate bears up at all distances. Cheesy Pasta. Pistachio Ice Cream. Hot Chocolate with Marshmallows in Winter. Chocolate chip cookies. Shall I go on?
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Love it … this is my black Kitty!
I so like her theory
i think t’s important to approach the world and live in it, by traveling softly through it. and that includes going easy on ourselves – we are humans and not machines, as much as we try to transform into them at times. this is where the inner conflict lies.
I agree. Now to live it…
Perfection is boring….
I have yet to find it Peggy, so I wouldn’t know the feeling…
I’m going through a really funny about my age at the moment. It’s just that when I’m not looking in the mirror, I feel moderately young, but directly I see my reflection it causes a bit of a schism in my head. So, yes, I know exactly what Ursula Le Guin is talking about in the linked article.
I so agree about not feeling my age and feeling so much younger. Right there with you Sarah.
Who needs perfection when there’s chocolate? I didn’t hear you…
Laughing. So True.
She makes a good point…. hmmmm!
A gifted singer/musician friend of mines’ motto is to excel at mediocrity.
I love that concept Debra! 🙂
I’m in the process now of letting go of the punishment. I feel a blog post coming on…
Bring it, Bring it.