…I need to work on my flexibility. Seriously. Last night we went to Cirque de Soleil and there’s this part of me that thinks, “Hey, I should work on my backbends so I can do that someday.”
I mean, I could almost – sort of – do that when I was in elementary school, the contortionism. As for today, I am far from being an athlete. I’m suffering from the post-nursing extra poundage. When I stop nursing, it takes me a few months to get used to eating for one again so I put on weight.
It comes just in time for my high school reunion this weekend. Yippee! I was looking in the mirror a couple of days ago, sizing myself up for the big fun and I realized I look much the same as I did 10 years ago.
Talking to Jen last week, (She was nice enough to fly across the country and then walk 3 miles to meet me for fish and chips. We had a great time getting acquainted and her daughter J — what a cutie!) it struck me what the main difference in my appearance is. I look like someone stuck a small hose in my mouth and puffed me up a few inches bigger, like an over-inflated tire.
I’m comforted by the fact that people will likely be too concerned about the way THEY look to notice the increase in my PSI.
House Warden says
it’s hard for whatever reason or another to be the bigger person. i myself have always been the “fat” friend. although i’m trying to accept the fact I’ll never be 110 like my friends, and all i can do is try to be healthier, whatever that means for my body. i find that i eat more nursing than i do when i’m pregnant, so it’s always hard when i stop nursing to try to eat like a “normal” person. good luck getting to where you want to be.
You mean we’re supposed to go back to eating for one?! I thought that was our little payoff for birthing those babies. I’ve given birth to four of them, so I’ve been eating for…oh, that all makes sense now.
You are so right! Eveyone will be much more worried about whether their own pants make their bum look big than analyzing whether or not you could still fit in a pair of your high school jeans. Have FUN at the reunion. And, of course, we want to hear all about it 🙂
P.S. Speaking of flexibility, my high school was consistently the most flexible (by a lot) based on the state-wide Phys. Ed. evaluation they’d do every year. I was never quite sure what that said about us…
Wow, thanks for all the encouragement about how easy it is to go back to eating for one. 😉 I have never been fat in my entire life, but I anticipate it will happen when Reagan quits. Ah well, eating lots is fun, so I may keep nursing him for forever! 🙂
Charlie was ten weeks old when I went to my fifteen year high school reunion. I was wearing a size I had never worn before, and people STILL said, “You look GREAT!”
I knew they were lying, but I didn’t care.
You are beautiful and you will have a fantastic time. Go! Party! Enjoy!
Then come back with stories.
if you look them in the eye and smile a lot, they will not notice the rest of you.
at least that’s what I tell myself. it seems to work. no one ever tells me “Tess you have a fat behind.” They tell me I have a great smile. 🙂 🙂 🙂
glad you had fun with your mini bloggirl visit
Heather from One Woman's World says
Good point. I’m sure if I remembered that everyone else is so worried about themselves, I’d also be able to stop worrying about my own insecurities. You look great, and you’ll have a great time.
Mommy off the Record says
OMG, someone stuck that SAME hose in me! I swear there is a pressure release valve somewhere around here…now if I could just find it…
I’ve always wanted to see the Cirque du Soleil.. and have fun at the reunion (I would never in a million years go to mine)
Ooh, I don’t want to be after the penthouse comment 😉
I don’t know what you used to look like, but you look great right now.
Highschool Reunion? I didn’t realize those were real. I thought they only existed on TV. Seriously. I wonder if it is an American thing. Maybe Canadians don’t do it? Wait- aren’t you a Canadian? Which country did you go to highschool in?
Oh isn’t Cirque du Soleil wonderful? All the actors/acrobats are so surreal. It is like they are dolls being made to bend in amazing ways.
About twice a year I go on a flexibility kick. It only lasts a few days and then the yoga dvd goes back on the shelf.
Have a great class reunion!
Lol… actually, aside from sizing each other up physically, I found that the most important thing on everyone’s mind at my reunion was what you were doing with your life. So, make sure you go around saying things like “I’m a big time blogger.” and “I have fans.”
Naddin J says
At the 10 year, everyone is really wigged out at the thought of seeing everyone else. My advice is to go around hugging everyone else. Then everyone will think, “Wow, she’s so OK with herself, and so nice!” That’s what my friend Wendy and I are going to do at the 20 year, we’ve already decided.
Think about all the guys who will show up bald – short of buying themselves a rug, there’s nothing they can do about it. So everyone will be insecure. Just have fun!
Naddin J says
Oh – this is something else I was not prepared for – there will be classmates who will have joined the Church since graduation. Be prepared to sit with them at the “non-drinkers” table. 🙂
I’ve always wanted to see that too!! Go to the reunion, or you’ll regret it. I missed mine, and I’m very sad about it. It would’ve been so fun to see everyone. Course, I couldn’t go because my son had surgery the same weekend.
The Flip Flop Mamma! says
My highschool reunion is this year too! yikes!
The Flip Flop Mamma! says
PS. isn’t my new profile pic adorable!
She only keeps them on her feet for 5 seconds, but I got them for 5 bucks at WallyWorld! It was totally worth it!
I am not flexible either. In fact, I tried to do a cartwheel last year and about killed myself. I once could do it with ease.
The reunion sounds…interesting. I’m not sure if I will go to mine next year. If it was a college reunion, perhaps, but not high school.
ABC Momma says
Have a great time at the reunion.
You look great! And the fact that you’ve grown two, whole people in that body of yours means you get to go easy on yourself! Thanks for such a lovely afternoon! ( I feel all famous now! LOL)
My Full Hands says
I think I have that hose in my nieghborhood too. Something else towarn the kids about . . .
Isn’t it sad that after 10 years in the adult world we all go back to our previous insecurities (and cliques) when it comes to the reunion? My 10 year is in July. I’m nervous. I don’t know why. I have a great life, family, and church.
It wasn’t the fish-and-chips joint on Alki, was it? It’s my favorite.
I never went to a HS reunion and will never. But I hope you can go so that you’ll blog about it!
You know, I suffer from I-can-do-that syndrome, too. There’s nothing like a little gymnastics or ice skating viewing to make me feel like an athlete. Maybe that’s why all those guys on couches think they’re hot shot athletes just because they yell at the referees on TV? I do know, though, that nothing inspired me to write like attending a poetry reading in college.