Today, exactly two months and one day after my masculinizing mastectomy, I finally went back to the swimming pool and trained bare-chested, wearing a man’s Speedo for the first time in my adult life!
It felt great!
It also felt weird — it’s still so unfamiliar to me… And I still feel vulnerable and exposed, or maybe a little uncomfortable, with a bare-chest around most people… That says a lot for social conditioning…
But the overall feeling today was of joy, liberation, and empowerment — and bubbling love for this (partly new) body of mine.
People looked a little but it wasn’t too bad, especially once I got into the rhythm of my swim workout and my athletic ego was feeling confident again.
Today, another of my deepest dreams has come true: the boy’s swimming — heck, YEAH!
The Little Prince and the Fox 