Building the New Me, One Embarrassing Step at a Time
So, I had an appointment tonight to meet with a trainer at the local YMCA in order to be trained on the use of their exercise machines. When I made my appointment, I was added onto Chris’ schedule. I liked the fact that Chris was female and about my age, so in theory, I wouldn’t feel quite so ashamed of my mushy, weak, and recently incapacitated body.
So I come to the desk, see Chris and say, “Hello, I have a 7:00 appointment for FitLinxx training.” And Chris says, “Oh, hello. Yes…I will get David for you.” And I’m thinking….”David?? Who is David…I was supposed to meet with you, Chris.” But I wait patiently, thinking maybe I misheard. Apparently my hearing is just fine, because along comes David with a very charming smile on his face. David is about 20 years old, does not fit into his t-shirt because of his bulging muscles, and at that moment I am certain he doesn’t know the first thing about 4o -year-old mushy Mommy bodies. Right then and there I want to crawl into a hole and die. The first sentence out of my mouth is a plea for mercy, and…Wait. D id I mention that I wanted to crawl into a hole and die?
But truly, there is a very anticlimactic end to this story…turns out David was quite disarming and easy to be around, and made me feel like maybe, just maybe, crawling into a hole wasn’t necessary after all. In fact, he was a good match for me, having recovered from a slipped disk himself. And I only embarrassed myself once, stepping where I shouldn’t have stepped, and my legs went…….well, never mind. I won’t tell you exactly where my legs went. Suffice it to say, it could’ve been ugly. But thank goodness I was able to get my body back under control and therefore saved myself from a truly undignified pose (barely.) He tried very hard to be a gentleman and not laugh, but I don’t think that even the Pope could’ve helped himself.
When all was said and done, I had pushed a total of 940 pounds, and left with my dignity intact which I consider a rare and unexpected bonus.