The background: 1981-1984

During my college years, I was (in hindsight) pretty fit; I walked about 3 miles each day between home/bus stop and bus stop/college, and at nine stone and 5'5" was a pretty sensible shape. Having "big bazookas" (as my PT puts it), though, I still thought I was fat, as they came into the room before me; and I could never see myself as slim. So it's no surprise to learn that what I saw was what I became.

And here I am towards the end of college days, aged 20, and still clearly very unhappy in a bikini!