Why can’t people just accept one another? Regardless of their size, shape, color, etc.?
I am not a small woman. I am tall, curvy, muscular, candy coated, whatever you want to call me. I have often had to either bite my tongue or depending on my mood, clap back to some judgmental person who’s got something to say about what I do to or with my body
Today, I am riding along, enjoying the morning stillness when I roll up to a stop light. I catch my breath, try to figure out how to get the light to trip, when this car full of idiots pull up next to me
Hey there, slow down, you’re going to give yourself a heart attack! I hear over the music coming from the car, and snickers. More of the same comments as I wait for the light to turn
I turn slowly to the car and lean over and say:
I will be dancing on your graves long before I ever leave this earth, what with your lazy habits and smoking. I am TWICE your age and more fit than all of you to put together. Chew on that while you’re eating crap and smoking. Have a nice day
I roll off as the light turns but I was fuming. What the heck is wrong with people?!?
I mean, my bike holds every last pound of me, quite nicely actually. Why do you think you need to judge me because I am bigger? Shouldn’t you be applauding me? Saying, yes! You go goddess, you sweat out your morning! Working out looks GOOD on you!
It’s not new, like I said. If I wasn’t in a really good mental space, it would have hurt me. My shields were already up since I am protective of my space while I am riding
Apparently it still chaps me because here it is, hours later, and I am still thinking about