The Catch-22 of Being a Trans Woman Athlete

This Trans Day of Visibility, we’re publishing a series of essays from trans writers who pose questions about what being visible has meant for us. Who is seeing us? How do we want to be seen? And at what cost? You can read all essays from the series here.

Hi, my name is Jenna Weiner, I’m a trans woman athlete, and you’ve probably never heard of me before.

It goes without saying that this fact really shouldn’t be surprising, after all, my name hasn’t been plastered across the news. And yet, in the face of the breathless sensationalism that has surrounded trans women athletes the past several months, it honestly does feel like it.

So who am I then? As already mentioned, I’m a trans woman who currently plays both ultimate frisbee and disc golf and who advocates for LGBTQ inclusion in sports. I’m a San Francisco Bay Area local and I regularly work with LGBTQ youth. I’m an eldest daughter, a low brass musician, and a snow globe collector. I’m a trans woman athlete who’s not in the news and that shouldn’t be news.

This means that when trans women athletes win, we lose, and when we lose, we lose all the more. We’re caught up by transphobia and willful ignorance, between never-ceasing critique from our detractors and unsupportive virtue signaling from our supporters.

The recent fervor around trans women athletes, then, stands in stark contrast to my own experience. That’s because despite being openly and vocally trans in all facets of my life, I frequently feel unseen at the very same time. And with March 31st being Trans Day of Visibility, now seems as good a time as any to write to you from that space between the hypervisibility of my identity as a trans woman athlete and the near invisibility of my experience, between the drama of the news and the banality of reality.

At the core of this apparent contradiction is the truth that trans women, whether athletes or Jeopardy contestants, only come under scrutiny when we’re successful. When a trans woman wins, she’s seen as having some sort of unfair advantage somehow and her name is usually blasted across the airwaves. When a trans woman loses, nobody cares and all we hear is “you’re simply not good enough.” We’re then ignored until we win again or otherwise make some noise, but we can be as ordinary as anyone else and that should be okay too.

This means that when trans women athletes win, we lose, and when we lose, we lose all the more. We’re caught up by transphobia and willful ignorance, between never-ceasing critique from our detractors and unsupportive virtue signaling from our supporters. In practice, there is simultaneously constant debate about how much trans women athletes are an existential threat to women’s sports, while all I hear is near total silence each and every time I take the field. My identity is talked about everywhere, while my experience is talked about nowhere, except by myself to try and be heard in the world.

Take my sport of ultimate frisbee (“ultimate” for short), a broadly liberal sport that preaches inclusion and openness, which I’ve played for a decade—half of those years as an out and proud trans woman. During my initial years of transitioning I worked hard to share my story as a trans woman athlete in ultimate, and helped raise awareness and change policy to be more trans-inclusive. I found a welcoming community, and one I sorely needed as a trans woman trying to find her way in the world.

However, in the years since then, I’ve found that while I have been included and assimilated as a trans woman athlete in the larger ultimate community, my identity has been accepted only to be ignored. While feeling somewhat contradictory, I’ve realized that the path moves quickly from stated inclusivity to deliberate ignorance. The self-proclaimed progressive ultimate community easily rallies against external anti-trans policies and legislation, while the trans women athletes in their own sport receive nary a message or note of well-wishes.

This isn’t a call, though, for people in my life, in other trans women athletes’ lives, to bombard us with well-wishes for a week and then forget to reach out for the next year or until the next time my tweets pop up in your feed. Instead, it’s a call to demonstrate the care that many folks seem to feel in responding to the hypervisibility of transphobic policies and practices with actual thoughtful action, communication, and intention. To show the trans women athletes that are living, working, and playing right alongside you that you see them too.

A pink and yellow cloud in the background, with a frisbee in motion moving in the foreground.

Artist: A. Andrews.

For me, fundamentally living and working bring with them two basic goals: to simply be a visible trans woman and to be seen as such. And, if I can, to use the privilege that I have as a well-supported, well-resourced white trans woman to take on the bullshit and answer the hard questions so that others that don’t want to don’t have to. However, I’m not really asking for people to put me front and center. I realize what that can bring and what that can do to even the most resolute trans women with the thickest skins I know.

What I am asking for is for people to look past the sensationalism and recognize that there are folks being directly affected by these issues that are just as ordinary and out of the limelight as they are. Because all the while people are seeing trans women athletes like me doing the work and assume all is well even in the face of everything, each time I see a new headline questioning my existence it feels like a punch to the gut. Especially when it feels like I can’t escape the current hypervisibility, can’t avoid seeing news article after news article attacking my identity, and at the same time feel like that same identity is largely invisible to those who know me well.

It’s in that valley, that space, between hypervisibility and invisibility where I now stand. Hearing the world churn loudly around me with ceaseless debates about the visibility and authenticity of my identity, while within my own spheres things are largely silent, as if even my shouting into the void gets lost on its way.

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  1. Thank you! This was wonderful. I’m a trans woman athlete with a soccer league in Philadelphia and I’ve had similar experiences. I’ve been out since the day after the 2016 election and I became active in both Ultimate and now Soccer starting in 2019. I’m on the board for my soccer league (the first trans person to be on it) and it’s been both really affirming but also eye-opening to things that so many folks overlook. I’ve been thinking about this exact thing for weeks. How when one of us wins it’s somehow damaging to the rest of the community because people see it as affirming their belief that somehow we’re inherently better than cis women at sports. Even then that comes from two totally bogus assumptions where “trans women are men” and “men are inherently better at sports”. I hate it so goddamn much. Just let us do our thing and play the sports that we love. Seriously, thank you for writing this.

  2. Jenna, thanks for this. I have always been inept when it came to sports but have followed this issue because the injustices rang so loud. Women have difficult time getting equality in sports as it is and layer on transgender and the prejudices and injustices magnify considerably.

    Greatly admire your courage in the face of it all……..

  3. Thank you for sharing Jenna, this was so thought-provoking. I am still sitting with the dichotomy of your identity being attacked and your experience being unseen. How unsettling. I hope that I’ll be able to move forward with more awareness of how to better see, and translate my seeing,of the person in front of me. I have never once thought to ask how you are impacted. I feel so negligent. And, grateful for your sharing and bringing more awareness to the human experience. I appreciate you, and I hope I am learning to truly see you and other trans individuals, both within our community and without. Thank you for helping us learn. Thank you for your words.

  4. Thank you for this piece, Jenna. I feel your pain with it.

    I am a Black transmale elder who usually stands at the opposite end of this issue. My father was a professional baseball player and I know all of what it takes. I was an athlete as well. I hope you don’t mind me playing devil’s advocate, without you thinking I’m transphobic or something. I usually get beaned by my brethren because I know you are women, but I also know there is a biological physical edge (or lack thereof) that I can’t deny.

    They don’t want you to compete with cisgender women, and we don’t compete with cisgender men. Really depends on the sport. Before puberty #1, it didn’t matter. Transmen can’t hit a baseball 400+ feet because of our biological differences. Can’t pro box, play pro basketball, pro football, pro rugby, or pro soccer, because our muscular structure isn’t conducive to succeeding against cisgender men. Testosterone doesn’t change these things. We can get seriously hurt. We know it and they (cismen) know it too. That’s why this struggle is only happening with trans women, not trans men.

    I say all this because I don’t think people are trying to hurt our feelings or be transphobic as much as they’re caught where I am caught. Knowing there is a difference with our bodies, competing against cis men or cis women. My feet are smaller, my lungs, muscles, height, weight, hands, just all of it. Opposite for trans women. Did you know the hand-strength of a cis male is 5-10 times that of my hand-strength? It’s all physiological biology, not moral. It’s just a fact; not a moral construct or issue. I know you are a woman. I know I am a man. We were born with the opposite body our minds know we are. Being an athlete can sometimes be thankless. People don’t care unless you’re exceptional. Same with being Black.

    I hope you find peace & understanding with this; from all angles. Thank you for your courage to bring this to light, once again for trans female athletes. Namaste.

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