I was raised on the water. We have been boaters my whole life. For most of my adult life (not counting the last 2 years...bc I am a grown-up now), I have taught some water related activity all summer. For three summers I taught boating and canoeing at a camp in upstate NY. Then, for four summers before I moved to Florida, I taught swim lessons...8 hours a day, for 5 days a week. Now during the summer, Tracey and I try to go to the beach every weekend. So, a swimsuit to me has always been my summer uniform.
I tell you this bc it always makes me so sad when I hear women say that they haven't wore a swimsuit in years. Once I was watching "How to Look Good Naked" on TLC or whatever, and this woman had a pool in her backyard, and wouldnt go swimming with her 3 kids. I think she was like a size 16!
So I say DO IT. WEAR IT! Your body is your body...are you going to let it dictate your life and take away the things you enjoy bc you worry it doesn't look good? Pahshaw I say. If people don't like our cellulite...too bad for them.
*Amy Steps off her soap box*
The other thing I wanted to share with you is the first time Tracey found out what I really weighed. He wanted to be involved with me every step of the way on my lapband journey....so I knew eventually he would be at an appointment with me where he heard my weight. I talked in a previous blog how people wouldn't guess what I really weigh...and I knew that was true of Tracey. Sometimes we would be watching a show about fat people and they would say their weight...250, 300, etc. And everytime Tracey would be like "WOW, they are really heavy". I would nod at him and smile...thinking inside my head that I weighed more than this people on TV.
So, when I went for my upper endoscopy, we were standing at the nursing station filling out paperwork and the nurse told me to write my weight in the blank.
Tracey was standing right beside me. He looked at me, I shook my head....indicating for him to look the other weigh (pun).
He shook his head no and smiled.
I began to write my weight 3...2....7.
I looked at Tracey. And bless his heart, his eyes were big, his mouth slightly open, and he had a look of confusion on his face.
He looked at the number, looked at me. Looked at the paper, looked at me and shook his head.
I said, "Yes baby...I told you it was higher than you thought".
He said "I love you and you are perfect no matter what number".
I do wish someone had video taped it though. It was priceless.
I don't know what picture to post, so I will post one of me pre-op. It was after Halloween and I was modeling me great find from Walgreens. I wig for $1.
That is probably a McDonalds cup trying to peep into the picture. I ate McDonalds every morning.