I went to the gym to run this morning. It being late June in North Carolina, it’s either run there or pass out from heat stroke. As I was stretching, I looked in on one of the classes and saw a woman with whom I’d taken other classes previously.
Now, to look at this woman, the more judgmental would think “she needs to work on her belly.” The least judgmental would applaud her for being there to improve her health. What the uninformed observer doesn’t know is that this woman recently had a baby. I know that, not because I know her personally, but because she was pregnant during those classes we took together. Really pregnant. Like 8 months pregnant. And now she’s back after having burst forth new life from the same body she was using in that fitness class this morning.
I recently had a conversation about wearing a bikini vs. not. The person with whom I was having this conversation is wearing bikinis more and more these days. By the way, she is nearing 35 and looks great. Were she and I to wear a bikini and be at the pool or on the beach next to one another, people would likely think she looks good after having a child…and wonder when mine was due.
What the uninformed observer (who probably thinks that just because I can, doesn’t mean I ought to) doesn’t know is that my body has trained for and completed two half marathons–a feat my counterpart will likely never do. (She thinks people who enjoy training for and running long distances are kinda nutty…and she’s not alone.)
What the uninformed observer won’t take into account is that we both have capable, strong bodies. Mine just disguises it better.
And so some uninformed observers will likely pass judgment. And prove themselves to be fools.