Pickleball Beach

October 1, 2025, it was pickleball Wednesday. The weather was spectacular for October, low 70’s. The beach is about 3 miles from where I play pickleball, which is about a 40-minute drive from our home. So why not have a doubleheader! Two birds, one stone. That morning, in all my male grubbiness, I went clearance bikini shopping at Target and picked up a cute suit. But I should not have purchased the bottom, it is low rise cheeky, which given my little belly right now, did not work. But the top was sublime! I substituted another bottom, which wasn’t perfect, but worked for this day.

After watching our Guardians beat the Tigers to force a Game Three (also after forgetting the game was on until the seventh inning), I headed across town. Now, let me tell you, 72 degrees in July is very different than 72 in October at the beach, on the lake. But I was able to lay out and relax for about 45 minutes before I changed and headed to the courts. No really significant stories here, but I will reiterate, which I have said time and again here, there is simply nothing better than walking around in a bikini, in public, without issue. Anytime I am dressed and out, I always reflect on what a gift that is, what a privilege it is for me.

I cannot speak to this because I am not biologically female, but this was as close as I can imagine to feeling physically like a woman. Without going into great detail, I also developed a taping methodology that allowed be to look female top and bottom while remaining functional (I have taped in a dysfunctional manner, which means there is an expiration time before I have to answer Nature’s call). What I did, if you told me 10 years ago about it, I would have bristled at the expected discomfort/pain. I felt completely right and also played pickleball (a lot of physical activity) that way, never once thinking about it until smiling as I used the restroom. TMI? Maybe.

I am extremely proud of these pictures.