For those of you who started reading this post based on the title in the hopes that you were going to see an actual photo of my glowing, ample ass...sorry to disappoint you.
Because I'm fairly certain that the sweaty glow I get from spending too much time in the supermarket in my winter coat is NOT the same as the delightful shimmer that the rest of you seem to be sporting from your wall climbing, etc., I feel like I have a thing or two to say:
So...here I am...120lbs down. When do you think my brain is going to catch up that I'm not a couch potato anymore? Well...actually...let's not get ahead of ourselves here...this fat girl does love herself a little couching. However...the fact remains that I CAN get up of the couch now. Pretty effing spring-ily, as it happens. I can bop down a flight of stairs with ease (crunchy sounds that my knees make, not withstanding). I walked my ass all over NYC mere weeks ago! And yet...this morning when my son's kindergarten teacher asked if I was available tomorrow morning to help her out because she wanted to take the little sprites for a walk through the neighbourhood, my heart filled with terror, and my first reaction was to say no, because obviously I can't WALK around the NEIGHBOURHOOD! I mean, I got it together quickly enough to say sure, I'd be glad to help, but man...what the hell, brain?? Why can't I hear "we should walk there!" without thinking "FUCK no!"? When will that change? It's weird.
haha! I know what you mean. I still panic a little when we have to park in the back 40 of a parking lot. Then I realize, what the hell? I've already walked a few miles today. What's another 150 feet?
ReplyDeleteGreat post my little Gillybeane!
I'm with you - that little terror straight to the heart is such an ingrained thing - I"m sure it *will* go away, I just don't know when.
ReplyDeleteGirl, you were a rock star in New York. This neighborhood spin is child's play.
ReplyDelete(See how I just did that? It's true. I really am funny.)
Gilly, you crack me up! For me the walk wouldn't make me want to say no. It's spending time with all those kids that would have me running for the hills.
ReplyDeleteThe title alone made me giggle.
ReplyDeleteThe walk, yeah, I think I would have thought the same thing. I don't know when our brains will catch up.
You make me laugh, lady!! (And major props on the 120 down!) I don't know when it's going to kick in..
ReplyDeleteI was thinking about climbing the bridge in Sidney habour the other day (in theory.. it's kinda far..) and caught myself wondering whether I could do it. Wha??? OF COURSE I could do it. I'm in freaking fantastic shape. But for a minute there, the old fat girl thinking was driving my brain. It was the weirdest feeling to realize that -- kind of felt like waking from a dream.
Whoops.. bad paragraph break. The kicking in sentence was supposed to go with the next paragraph! Doh.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I think it's great that you're getting out there to do this. Those kids will be in for a WAY more fun time with you than with any of the other moms, I am sure!