Thin Is IN....

It was so nice visiting Long Branch this time around.  I arrived later then I wanted to a obligatory stop at Goodwill on RT 17 (no Plus Size section but you can dig).  My sister and niece were on a tear through our home cleaning, rearranging, and making things looks just fabulous.

I was not much help at as the sweltering heat rose above 100.  I was determined to get to the beach and that I did the next day.

I never feel like disrobing on the beach is abnormal or uncomfortable...maybe because I have overweight my whole life and I have been swimming at the Ocean my whole life so its natural NOT to swim in your tee shirt

I found myself looking and envying the bikinis I saw on the beach.
I wondered were the life guards watching me because they thought I could not swim?
and then I guess I calmed down.

It is a topic I have been thinking about even within my own family.  I know my mothers' side well and well some of us are thin, well most of the family is thin, they watch their weight, and the food they eat...the secret conversations around weight...I do wonder???????

Many of my cousins have married men of different races.  Does that mean that in order to snag a man who comes from a culture of thin women you have to be thin?  I am thinking it might?

One day when I am rail thin, I will write about the days of being overweight.  Is it armor?  Will it be too late to even bother as age sets in?

Thin is IN.  and I will just ride the wave and see where it takes me.

Fell in the Manhole

Today after I subbed for a fellow Zumba Instructor I walked out of the class feeling happy (like I could have done better) this is not a new feeling.

As I chatted with a friend outside some guys drove by in a car and shouted "You are as Fat as F#$%!" Now there were other people outside with me, maybe they were not speaking to me....it just sent me spiraling.

Not sure what I think but I created an entire story around what they said...maybe they saw me teach a class, maybe it was such a nice day and they had a clear view of me from the road....

....or maybe he wasn't talking to me at all and with all that said...those hateful words no matter who they were aimed at...were just that hateful and hurtful and I fell right into the manhole.