Exposed
So this is a hard post to write. And I'm sure T is going to wonder why I won't buy a bikini after this post goes live. I've always been thin. I had "chicken legs" when I was little, or so I was told. But those chicken legs made it 5 miles when I was 5 or 6. I have always had a pretty good self-esteem about my body. I never cared much about how I looked in a swimsuit, but then again I never really had cause to be paranoid. Even at my unhealthiest, I wasn't big. I was the unhealthiest thin person you ever did see. I did sports in junior high. My participation in organized sports stopped by my sophomore year. The friends I hung out with were more fun than sports; and none of them participated. I ate candy and Coke's for lunch and dinner, if I was working, was McDonald's. So, yeah. I had a great diet in high school. Looking back I am so thankful for my genetics. Because I'm sure without being blessed...