NEKID AS A JAYBIRD...

I've come to the conclusion that I have that seasonal disorder, you know the one...gloomy days makes for gloomy minds. The sun is shining, the sun is warm and I'm a happy camper today...feel at peace with the world...just returned from swimming on my lunch hour and I realized while in the midst of my after-laps shower that I was standing stark naked under the spray of a showerhead that was situated smack dab in the middle of a large common area in the women's dressing room. Ten showerheads in all, lots of traffic, and there I was, bathing away like a bluebird in God's Garden, oblivious to the reactions people may or may not have been having to my body. Listen, you could drive to Tallahassee on the scars that cover this frame but what did I care? My tummy is flat; my arms are firm with good, strong muscle from hard, regular workouts; okay, my inner thighs could give the jiggle in jello a run for its money, but I AM HEALTHY! I am living life in a normal-sized body, maintaining a weight of between 142-148. I get into a size 8 speedo and there's nothin' hanging out of the thing, and I don't have to squeeze into it like a girdle on a humid day...it just slips over normal-sized hips and perky (yes, PERKY!) breasts...I get caught up in how difficult and painful life can be -- I wallow...not today, not in this moment. Today, in this moment, I feel damn PROUD of what I've accomplished. Never, never forget where you've come from, my friends. No matter what, you've fought an incredibly difficult battle at great risk to your health. If you can't be proud of yourself for whatever reason, let me be proud of you. Have a great, great day. Love, your Reenie