At the Nike store, trying on work out gear, and I feel fit, muscular and empowered. Hear me roar.
Cross the road to the Gap, try on a bathing suit and apparently within the last 5 minutes I've transformed from strong confident woman to pudgy dumpling with low self-esteem.
Briefly wonder whether Nike dry-fit leggings and a tank top (with built-in bra, suitable for medium impact workouts !) are appropriate beach wear. Probably not. Damn.
