Go for a run or do some other form of exercise in public.

“Today, after a long journey I went on my first ever walk/run. My pace was all over the place, I mostly walked, and it took almost a half mile of walking before I worked up the courage to be seen running in public but I did it anyway. I walked with the fear, I ran with the doubt and anxiety, and when I tuckered out after my "measly" 30 - 60 seconds of running and began to walk I felt it melt away and turn into a attention toward my body and an appreciation for all its carried me through.”

“In my thirties and forties I dabbled in running, never getting serious. Still, I couldn’t help myself in my pre-dawn walks, often shifting to short runs. Because no one could see me, I was free to move my body. Those adolescent feelings of negative self-image die hard. Today, the taunting of my poor athletic skills and my husky childhood body still lurk within my psyche.”