I woke up this morning still thinking about these guys and Michael Phelps, and then I got on the defense when someone questioned my husband's diet. I thought, "It's none of your business what he eats!" "How dare you judge him!" Yet, yesterday at the circus I was doing the exact same thing. Not only was I judging the guys in the rings, I was judging the larger lady sitting next to my husband and the guy two rows in front of us who likely bought two tickets for the two chairs he was taking up due to his size. How dare I judge them! Who do I think I am?! One year ago I was one of those big people, being judged constantly and I hated it. I could see judging eyes every where we went. I stayed in my house an awful lot to avoid those judgmental glances. And here I am doing the same thing. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but feel that I need to be open to this so that if you're able to relate to it, you'll stop this judgmental behavior with me. Everyone deserves to be loved and to be treated with love and respect no matter what their size is. Shame on me for forgetting that!