My neighbor approaches me at the gym. I'm on the elliptical, counting down the minutes until I get to ditch the gym. My iPod is playing my marathon playlist and I'm feeling pretty good. And then she opens her mouth.
Neighbor: What happened to you?
Me: What do you mean, what happened to me?
Neighbor: You were doing so well.
Me: Are you saying that I look like I've put on some pounds? Is it that obvious?
Neighbor: Well yeah. I can tell. You must have stopped running.
Me: (Nervous laughter.) Guess I've got to work out a little harder.
And I put my earphones back on and carry on. I wonder if she's related to Mr. Cruise ship hair stylist. He's the one who complimented me by saying, "You are beautiful. You could be a model if you exercised and lost 40 pounds." Must have been a language barrier. Ouch.
Sometimes honesty IS NOT the best policy.
God help me. Fast!
"If you can't make me skinny, please make my friends fat."
1 comment:
How RUDE!!! It has been good to hear from you and catch up on your life. Keep up the good work.
Rachel
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