Showing posts with label lockeroom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lockeroom. Show all posts

Thursday, March 26, 2009

In the Lockeroom

Wow! To say I was overwhelmed by your comments yesterday was an understatement. Thank you to everyone who weighed in on the discussion.

Now on to today's discussion: The lockeroom.

I've never been a woman who's been extremely comfortable with changing or being in various stages of undress in front of other women.

In fact, I remember the first day of 7th day track when I realized I'd be changing in front of everyone and I freaked out momentarily.

I had that feeling recently when I was prepping for a shower at the on-post gym.

Fast forward from 7th grade to me as an almost 26-year-old and I'm still not comfortable with the concept.

Granted I do strip down (towel strategically placed)and I waste no time in getting dressed.

Today I had the pleasure of being in the lockeroom with a whole passel of Italian women.

Let me just say...if you had Americans and Italians in a lockeroom and nobody talked, you'd still be able to tell who was who. Simply with who is more comfortable being naked.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm sure there are plenty of American women who are completely comfortable with changing in front of others or being naked in front of others, I'm just not one of them and neither are most of the American women who use the gym with me.

Today I got the show of a lifetime. I've never seen so many boobs in one room in my life. Women naked on the scale, putting on their make-up. Topless drying their hair and chatting with their friends.

I was pretty much in awe because I'm not sure I could ever do that. I'm just too body conscious. In fact, on my way home with Sean this afternoon I told him I felt like the fat girl of the lockeroom. It seems like everybody's legs are this big around. () <------ Seriously that's the size.

I'm a petite girl, but my bone structure is not slim. As hard as I try I don't think it ever will be, that's just my body...but I do wish I could become more comfortable in my own skin.

So today's question...are you that comfortable? Are you more like the bold Europeans or the timid Americans?