The heat. After hardly any spring weather, let alone any summer weather, we had a heat wave this week. Yes, we went from high 60's and cloudy to mid nineties and sunny. I love the sun. But not the heat. The heat is not kind to fat people. I love summer. But I always dread dealing with summer clothes, and getting too hot. I HATE being hot. Air conditioning is high on my list of priorities once I start working again. However, there are other more important things ahead of it, so for now I have to go to my parents house and enjoy their a/c.
So, for the first time in 19 years, I bought a bathing suit. I looked last year, but they were very expensive, and I didn't find any that fit. Besides being fat, my body is very oddly proportioned. But this year I found one! I have taken Sophie swimming twice, to indoor pools. And on Friday, I put it on and ran through the sprinkler with her in the backyard. On top of that, I have actually worn tank tops out in public. Previously, I have only worn them at home. So yesterday we went to a park for some summer festivities, and I wore a tank top. I sprayed on some sunscreen, but I guess I failed to cover the virgin skin on my shoulders. In other words, pasty white skin that hasn't seen sunlight in years and years. I got burned so bad it hurt to lay in bed last night.
But, besides the painful sunburn, it is rather liberating to be able to enjoy summer in some summer clothing! I am still overweight, and I have ugly skin hanging off my arms, but being able to go swimming with my daughter is one of about a zillion reasons I embarked on this journey in the first place. It is awesome!
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