Nothing will make a person more conscious of his/her body than living in a place where wearing minimal clothing is the norm and going topless at the beach draws little outward attention for women. In fact a day at the beach here in Cancun, Mexico is both an exercise in humility and a joyous celebration of the human experience. Virtually every body type from across the globe can be seen, minimally covered, enjoying themselves here with seemingly little care or concern.
Stunning, beautiful men and women who could easily be models, athletes or fitness instructors stroll the beach with the grace of a jungle cat alongside international visitors of all body types and ages. Some, like me, don’t stroll so much as we lumber along. At 6’3” tall and about 220 pounds, I am not a lightweight and resemble, in no way, a gazelle or jungle cat. I suppose I feel more like a giant tortoise; slow and methodical. If I was a vehicle, I’d more likely be a big truck of some kind rather than a sleek Porsche or Ferrari.
I watch others walking and running the beach, nearly floating along just above the surface, it seems. Not me! Each step creates a depression in the shifting sand that gravity drags me into. I must climb out of each foot step to propel myself forward to the next, and the next.
I have been walking the beach almost daily for 1.5 hours. That represents a pretty good workout for me in this hot, humid climate. Walking in sand (for those who may never have done it) takes a bit more effort than walking on solid ground. As I walk, I have noted that all the various body types sharing the beach together are enjoying themselves. Some, I’m sure, are proud of their bodies while others struggle to either make improvements or accept their bodies for what they are. But they all blend together with their families, enjoying each other and the amazing experiences here on the Mayan Riviera.
After taking a hiatus from healthy eating for a couple of months, I have once again committed to getting back on track. I must accept the body I have today and am completely grateful for it and all the amazing things it does for me. Aging has placed some limits on what I am now able to do but the remaining menu is quite satisfactory.
I will continue my beach walks. In fact, it’s almost time to leave now. Over the next few months, my body will slowly change as my diet has improved and I’ve added some exercise to the recipe. No secrets, just commitment and the bonus is that I get to spend time on a stretch of beach with more bikinis per square foot (BPSF) than anywhere else on the planet…and some of those bikinis apparently only have one piece!
Maybe I can move from lumbering along like a tortoise to something a bit less cumbersome. Cancun is not a bad place to make such a transition.