Megan Is A Bonehead.
So this week has been my own week of humiliating idiocy.
First, I was thoughtless and inadvertently hurt someone’s feelings. I feel terrible about it, and spent a lot of last night’s sleep wishing I weren’t such a heel.
Then, today I went to the gym, for the first time in a week, and forgot to bring my usual enormous tank top I put on over my bra top and workout pants. I didn’t want to go home and get it, so I went out to the gym floor with my midriff bared. Aagh! To cap it all off, a woman in the locker room afterward congratulated me for being so comfortable with my body that I wore that to work out in (Clearly, the woman does not know me at all). By which I took to mean, “Hey, you tubby cow, kudos for you for letting your 44 year-old body hang out there. I’d never do that myself, but you go, girl!”
If I had a convenient hole, I would go crawl inside. Chances are good, however, that I’d do something stupid in there, too.
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February 11th, 2009 at 3:52 pm
Megan, I did the same thing once when I went to my pilates session. I had this 25 year old instructor with an amazingly toned body just sort of stare at me as I got ready to work out in my little sports bra thingy because I’d forgotten my tank top. So I asked her if there was anything we could do about the side flabs. She just shrugged her head and said, “gee, I’m not sure.” Just what I need - at 25 year old telling me my quest is hopeless.
February 12th, 2009 at 4:55 am
It’s bad I’m laughing, right?
At least you worked out, I would have told myself it was kismet and I wasn’t meant to do exercise. Fries instead!
CindyS
July 31st, 2009 at 9:06 pm
Words have the power to both destroy and heal. When words are both true and kind, they can change our world.