With Intensive Swim Lessons, a Man Attacks His Fear of Water Aquaskills
How Get Over Your Fear of Swimsuit Season and Love Your Body
There was a moment early on when I had to be honest with myself: As much as I complained about my shape, I wasn't doing anything to change it. Partly because I didn't know how—my idea of eating "healthy" was ordering a salad, even if it was topped with fried chicken and ranch dressing. So I started asking the right questions and putting what I learned into practice. And you know, the better I ate and the more I exercised, the happier I became. My bodydidchange, but respecting it is what really boosted my confidence.
From a young age, I knew that fuller thighs ran in my family—I remember phrases like "thunder thighs" being bandied about when everyone got together. Then, when I got into acting, I started noticing everything else that was supposedly wrong with my body. Those flaws still exist, I suppose, but the way I think and talk about them has changed. My arms and legs may not be supermodel-thin, but they're strong, capable even of carrying my worn-out little girl up a mountain during a hike. There's no shame in that, only pride.
It didn't take long for me to realize that I was in a toxic relationship with the scale. I could feel so good stepping onto it, then be totally crushed when the number didn't reflect the work I had put in. I decided that I couldn't let it shake my confidence, so once I had reached a weight I was comfortable with, I stopped weighing in. It doesn't matter if I lose or gain a pound or two. I'm more in touch with my body now—if my jeans start to look snug or I'm feeling sluggish, I know to get back to a harder workout. Those are the only barometers I need.
The older my kids get, the more I want to set a good example for them—especially for my daughter, who I'm sure will struggle to accept her own body (and probably sooner than I'd like). They don't need to hear me say that a swimsuit makes me look fat, or see me sitting on the sidelines, afraid to get in the water or be in a family picture. And I don't want that either. Because I hope my kids will remember a childhood spent splashing around without a care in the world, and a mom who was in the water too, thinking about them, not her body.
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