Picture this: I’m in Orlando. It’s 2:00PM, 86 degrees, the sun is shining and I have about 3 hours before I have anything to do. I think, “how nice it would be to sit by the poolside and read a little bit.” There is no one here that I know or will run into, so I put on my bathing suit. YIKES! I walk as far as I can away from people. I’m wearing a bathing suit cover from the top of my neck to my ankles. I take off my wrap and quickly lie down on the lounge chair. But just in case (any of these strangers) see my tummy roll, I have a towel draped around my middle. “How ridiculous do I look?” I think. I’m not enjoying reading anymore, because now I’m all caught up in making sure I’m not showing off any rolls. I get up and put my bathing suit cover back on.
Of course, now I’m really sweating and as I look up from my book I notice a young woman, late twenties/early thirties. She’s about 100 or more pounds overweight. She is wearing a TWO-piece bathing suit (which pretty much covers all of her, but is a two piece). She confidently strides from one end of the pool area to about where I’m sitting on the other end. She is making no attempt to hurry or hide between the chairs. In fact, she’s wearing large gold earrings and a gold colored wide headband. At every step she is saying: “I’m here, I’m OK, l’m feeling and looking good.” Think BO Derek in the movie “Ten”.
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