Friday, July 24, 2009

Back to the Drawing Board

Well, it has been a couple of months, but I have finally made it back to the gym.

*sound the chorus* or *pats self on the back*

My lack of gym time was part of the whole post wedding blues that I wrote about in a previous post. I had already determined I have moved on and have gotten back in my saddle again. (Okay, not fully, but at least I’ve got a toe in the stirrup.)

On this particular sunny day in Bekah World, I fought with the alarm, and even Craig for that matter, before dragging my oh-so-sleepy limbs out of my deep and peaceful slumber. Somehow I managed to sleepwalk my way into my baby blue gym pants paired with my hot pink t-shirt. Sneaks were on and tied and I was out the door to the sound of Craig’s praises.

Life was good and I was being a good kid.

After a vigorous two hour work out — weights, cardio, abs — cheeks flushed, blood pumping, full of energy, I was ready to tackle the day!

As I was preparing to leave, I had a “stop ‘n’ chat” about a new fitness regime with the lady who runs our classes. Another lady who seemed to be lurking around looked at me, and with the sweetest smile and most sincere tone in her voice said, “Aw, angel, with a pretty face like that, I’d get skinny.”

At that, I gave her what-for and punched her in the face.

Okay, not quite.

Turns out my brain didn’t even register her words at first. Instead, I felt myself go into shutdown mode. You know the feeling, when you imagine the floor swallowing you up as you escape with out a trace. I was wondering what was happening to me as I swallowed the huge lump that had formed in my throat, when it finally began to make sense in my brain.



Opposite of skinny...



These words floated across my mind’s eye as I tried to contain myself. The anger didn’t even hit me until I was speeding down Lehigh Street, relaying my encounter on my girls’ voicemails.

I don’t stay angry for long, it usually turns right into tears.

I haven’t been back to the gym since.


  1. Babe do not let her stop you from going to the gym! You are printer with a killer body. Media is already dictating what we should do don't let her do that to you too! We deserve to go to the gym as much as anyone. Go back to the gym and don't worry about her.

  2. OKAY my bad you are pretty is what I meant to say NO you are not a printer lol!

  3. are you kidding me? what is WRONG with that person - you should have punched them in the face or shins or something, course i guess an assault charge isn't very cool, so you were probably right not to, but man i would have felt the need to do that also.

    but, i agree - get back in there and show her you are too strong to let her get to you. (easier said then done, cause i would be the same way!)

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  5. Hmmm...This reminded me of something else! Lol, people are just crazy don't mind them. This works for me: In through the nose, out through the mouth...Or, the first rule of fight club is...

    Seriously though, don't let that comment change/control who you really are! Go to the gym Beautiful!