How I Survived Bathing Suit Season

Well, ladies, we made it. It’s September: the end of bathing suit season.ย Phew, am I right?

Are we all collectively exhaling and longing for the heady days of turtlenecks and ankle-length denim? Are we ready to engage in social outings again without thigh anxiety or midriff insecurity?

I’m here to give you some tips and advice that you can bookmark for next bathing suit season. (Or even stow away in case you bravely attempt a getaway this winter that may require donning less than three layers of loose-fitting clothing.)

I’m here to share with you exactly how I, a woman near 40 whose shape most resembles a comfortable pillow, “survived” bathing suit season.

How I survived bathing suit season.

I survived by knowing that this body is my own.

This body tells my story.

My shape speaks to my history.

These arms carry my children, despite those children really being too tall & too heavy, to need me to carry them anymore.

These legs are strong and powerful.

This body is my own.

From the top of my head to the tips of my toes, I am me. Every wrinkle and dimple, each stray hair and freckle. All me.

I may not be someone else’s definition of perfection, but I am proud of the work in progress I hope to always be. On the inside more often than the outside — and that’s ok with me.

This body is my bikini body. It is also my slouching in a chair body. It is my standing tall body. It is my walking-the-kids-to-school body, and my eating dinner at a fancy restaurant body. It’s my own.

I survived bathing suit season by knowing that whatever anyone else thinks of my physical self is exactly none of my business.

I survived by not reading any of those lame articles with tips on how to get through bikini season.

I survived by hearing the laughs of my children as we splashed in the pool, and feeling the cool water rush by my skin as I swam under the surface.

Much like this chart I saw on upworthy, I survived bathing suit season by doing exactly whatever I felt like doing whenever I felt like doing it, in front of anyone who happened to be there.

body types for bikinis chartI hope that the next time bathing suit season is upon you, that these tips come in handy.

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12 thoughts on “How I Survived Bathing Suit Season

  1. Love it! I have to remind myself of that a lot. If it makes you feel good, wear it and don’t give two flying figs about if someone doesn’t agree with it. Don’t like it? Don’t look. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. Awesome!! That’s kind of my philosophy, too. I’m happy to have a body and be here at all, actually.

  3. This summer, I wore a bathing suit (and
    a bikini at that) out in public for the first time in 20 years. And then, if
    that wasn’t crazy enough, I posted a partial picture of me in it on my blog.

    As
    I get older, I realize that I have less time to check everything off my bucket
    list and “not giving a crap about what other people think” is on it.

    Thanks for sharing a piece of yourself with us.

    Besos, Sarah

    Blogger at Journeys of The Zoo

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