Every year, across the globe, LGBTQ+ communities and allies unite in June to mark Pride.
Whilst the celebration was created to commemorate the Stonewall riots in the early hours of 28 June 1969, Pride now spans June to September with cities, towns and whole countries celebrating their queer communities across the summer.
Reflecting on Martha P. Johnston, who is widely remembered as the person who started the Pride movement, her wise words come to mind – “the more self-esteem you have, the more power you have” – and the profound impact sports and physical activity have had on my self esteem.
As a plus-sized, disabled, bisexual, non-binary, clumsy person growing up, I hated PE.
Existing as a self-conscious teenager was exhausting. Even writing that list of descriptors was exhausting!
I didn’t see myself in any sports role models and I wanted to hide. This went on until I was 22 years old.
I’d been diagnosed with a variety of health issues and felt that physical activity wasn’t something I deserved without a healthy dose of self-deprecation.
I was also intensely jealous of my friends, especially my brother and best friend as both of them played rugby – my favourite sport.
And then, my local team posted in a Facebook group about an open session to come and try rugby.