I have to preface this by saying that God has blessed me with wonderful clients. They are so funny and so strong. I learn a lot about life from them.
There is one particular client who is overweight. This is important to know. She is wonderful and has done a great job with her granddaughter and niece that she has custody of. This particular client loves me as well. She should, I (Carl Perkins Center) have paid her rent and utilities and I have found her a new house (my old house).
Last night at our monthly support group, she randomly made the statement that I looked as if I had been cooking more.
What?
I didn't quite understand and then she politely informed me that I had gained weight (which I know). This lady called me out on being fat!!!! Even though I'm technically not fat, but I am on the fast track to Ruby status if I don't get my growing butt into gear.

I'm pretty sure that my client thought that she was complimenting me on my weight gain, but I've never ever been close to anorexic. I have always been a curvy girl. If my boodabongas (boobs) grow any larger, they will need their own zipcode. They are even larger than Ruby's in this picture. I'm not bragging. I'm disgusted!!
So,needless to say, as soon as I got home from the support group I threw my running shoes on, took a good deep puff on the inhaler and got to treadmillin'. I walked briskly while watching Talladega Nights and ran during the commercials. I just kept thinking if Ricky Bobby could go back to racing, I could get on the treadmill (not really).
Speaking of Ricky Bobby, I don't even like the movie that much. With Andrew and my 1 yr wedding anniversary around the corner, I have become sentimental. Talladega Nights reminds me of our honeymoon because it was on TV when at the hotel while we ate the food that the caterers packed in a basket for us. Random, but we were tired and very hungry.
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