I was just invited to a swimming party.
I realized that I was feeling a sense of anxiety, and I asked myself its source.
I discovered it was about being seen in a swimsuit (of any kind, really), which has been frustrating for me in recent recent years, due to my poor physical fitness level.
I quickly evaluated my body, to verify the reason for the concern.
I then chuckled silently, as I recalled that I clearly don’t have that same problem anymore, especially considering the fact that I almost ditched my shirt during our workout today (It was just so hot and humid today, and the tank top felt like it was holding warmth in!).
It’s a new feeling for me to be back to swimsuit ready at the drop of a hat, and to be fully comfortable with the thought of swimsuits and whoever might be around while I’m in one.
And it is a very good feeling. π
Thank you, gym, and thank you, God, for getting me to this gym where beautiful magic is happening, at long last.
Post-a-day 2019