Back to work today after a week off. It’s down to the last seven weeks of the school year and I’m heading into the final stretch.
Spring break was nice. I got to spend lots of time with the little ones. Jake and Scout were really sweet and I enjoyed watching them feed the gulls, run on the beach, battle boogie boards and fly kites. There aren’t many things more beautiful than watching sun-drenched kiddos chasing the waves. We got home yesterday evening after a long drive and I wish I could stay in bed for a couple more hours.
I couldn’t help noticing how many big, big women were strolling the beaches in BIKINIS!! Really! I mean, what’s that about? I’m talking women who must weigh at least 400 pounds walking around in string bikinis. I didn’t just see one or two. I saw three or four each day. It made me feel downright petite. I don’t even know where you’d get a bikini that large. Are they to be admired for their self-confidence or what? I remember giving up two piece suits with the appearance of the first stretch marks. I can’t imagine being self-confident enough to walk around in public with my bathing suit bottom totally obscured by mah belly hanging over it. Maybe I should just live on the beach in my conservative swim dress with the floaty skirt that drops over the top of my thighs. In fact, a couple of women actually made it a point to say they loved my bathing suit and wanted to know where I got it. At any rate, we don’t have to worry about people staring at us on the beach, girls. There’s plenty of stuff to gawk at besides overweight women in conservative suits. Oh, and let’s not forget the men in the speedos. Ughh. Have you ever noticed that the men in the speedos are not the trim, muscular type? They’re always middle aged men with bellies hanging over the speedos.
On the other hand, I feel sorry for the large women who walk around with a man’s tee shirt, size XXXL over the top of their bathing suits and won’t take it off for anything or anyone. I want to go up to them and say, “Would you just relax and enjoy yourself? You’re overweight but no more so than half the other women on the beach. You may think you stick out like a sore thumb but, trust me, no one will think any less of you if you get rid of the shirt and no one’s going to grab their kids and head for high ground if you do.”
Such extremes. Both sides of the spectrum. Those who are so embarrassed they walk around wearing a tent and are miserable and those who let it ALL hang out. Guess I’m somewhere in the middle.
Still, being in the middle isn’t such a bad place to be. I’ve been feeling so bad for the past year. I’ve done nothing of any significance. I exercise or diet for a few days and then lose it and I don’t seem to have any motivation or committment. A week in a bathing suit has actually made me feel a little bit better about things. It doesn’t feel quite as hopeless as it did. I’m not a total disaster.
I’ve decided that I’m in a good place to set a couple of goals. I’ve got a seven week milestone. I’m going to do some serious planning and make some reasonable goals that I’ll share tomorrow.
Now, off to work!