I thought: I got this, I have been to a public pool before, friends pools, no problem.
I put on my long skull peasant shirt over my bathing suit, big old black sunhat and flip flops and we were off.
It's quite a way so we took the car, we had to park 3 blocks from the pool.
Let me tell you I was not prepared to walk 3 city blocks in this outfit, I was very self conscious using my huge beach bag to hide my lack of pants or skirt. I expected cat calls from passing cars, there were none just the ones in my head.
We finally got to the pool and went in, found a spot and went right for the water, it was nice and cool.
It was then, as I looked around that I made the discovery.
I WAS THE FATTEST WOMAN THERE!
I must have been pretty quiet because my husband swam over and asked me if I was okay, I explain what I was seeing/feeling.
He asked me if I wanted to go, I told him no.
I told him that I was not going to let this stop me, or ruin it.
We stayed for an hour or so, and it was lovely.
Was I the fattest? YES, so? who cares!
Besides, my tits look freaking amazing in the water!
