My Hostage Situation
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Yesterday while on my way to work I had the urgent need to go swimming. It came out of nowhere. I was a little shocked by it because I haven't been in a pool in years. I take the kids to the pool or waterpark but I never get in. I don't even own a bathing suit. It wasn't until that moment I realized that I have allowed my weight to hold me hostage. WTH?! I have been telling or promising myself that I will get down to that "perfect" size by the summer where I will feel comfortable enough to wear a swimsuit and actually get in the pool with the kids. I've been saying that for ten years. Wait... has it been that long? Yes.. if not more.
Ma'am get a grip. (Is what I told myself). How long is this going to continue? How many years am I going to let myself believe in this pipe dream that I will be flossin' up and down the beach in a two piece thong. When in real life I know (even if I do get down to that magical size) I will still be in a one piece or a tankini with boy shorts.
So.. let's just say I will be bathing suit shopping in the next week or so. I will actually get in a pool instead of sitting next to one and will even venture to say I will go completely underwater...hair and all. Lol (That's a non-natural hair sporting black woman hair struggle right there.. sorry if you don't understand)