My body used to think the only piece of clothing I owned was a swimsuit.  I worked at the YMCA as a lifeguard and swimming instructor.  My “uniform” was a red one-piece swimsuit covered by my red YMCA jacket. When I wasn’t wearing my work suit, I was wearing a bikini, or a two-piece suit and sailing or water skiing on Beaver Dam Lake. I always felt proud of the way I filled out my suit. Continue reading →