Funny WOWs
Most every morning, I crawl out of bed, brush my teeth, pull on a set of workout clothes, and drag myself to the gym. It ain't pretty. After my workout, I shower, dress, put on makeup, and emerge from the locker room a totally different woman (awake, energized, spiffed up).
One of the guys at the front desk (Tony) is an amazingly nice man, probably about my age or a little older. A very genuine person in so many ways.
So Monday, I had tossed my leopard-print sheath dress into my gym bag to wear, with dark hose and my high heel black boots. I felt that I looked ok. When I walked out of the dressing room and by the front desk, Tony was, shall we say, VERY complimentary about how I looked and how sexy my outfit was. We shared "amusing banter" about it and I went my merry way.
Didn't get there Tuesday morning, but was there this morning. When I walked in, he said to Barbara (one of the other women who works the desk) - "WOW - you should have seen how good Karen looked Monday - I was just about drooling over the counter." He then went on to describe my outfit (and no, he's not gay, I know his wife).
So after my workout, I'm getting dressed and one of the women who I see occasionally in there said "Wow - you're looking great as usual... so fashionable" (it was the "as usual" part that really got me.)
And there was one other, last week, that I just have to share because it still makes me giggle. I had a fender bender last Tuesday on my way home from work, which resulted in my car needing to be towed. I swear that snaggle teeth, bow legs, and a pot belly HAVE to be requirements to get hired as a tow truck driver, because every single one I've ever encountered fit that description. Anyway, this guy was very nice, older, and fit the bill as described above ****pt envisioning a stogie poking out between the gap in his teeth). We went through the whole rigamarole and I had to ride with him with my car (Eddie met me at the other end of the ride). After we took care of the whole transaction and dropped the car off, the last thing he said to me before he drove away was "And I have to tell you that you look really great! Have a nice evening." I was flabbergasted.
See, I don't FEEL it yet... certainly don't fully SEE it yet when I look in the mirror. I see the saggy extra skin, the deflated boobs, the bat wings, and the remaining excess weight that I'm still working on. I think I disguise it pretty well with clothes (and am therefore dreading the summer when I have LESS clothes to use for disguising it). But the lesson here is that other people - particularly those who never knew me when I was 100 pounds heavier - don't see all that. They just see "me" "as is." And that's where I need to get to - being able to see me and accept me "as is" on a day to day basis.
But those 3 sets of wows definitely helped!
Karen
One of the guys at the front desk (Tony) is an amazingly nice man, probably about my age or a little older. A very genuine person in so many ways.
So Monday, I had tossed my leopard-print sheath dress into my gym bag to wear, with dark hose and my high heel black boots. I felt that I looked ok. When I walked out of the dressing room and by the front desk, Tony was, shall we say, VERY complimentary about how I looked and how sexy my outfit was. We shared "amusing banter" about it and I went my merry way.
Didn't get there Tuesday morning, but was there this morning. When I walked in, he said to Barbara (one of the other women who works the desk) - "WOW - you should have seen how good Karen looked Monday - I was just about drooling over the counter." He then went on to describe my outfit (and no, he's not gay, I know his wife).
So after my workout, I'm getting dressed and one of the women who I see occasionally in there said "Wow - you're looking great as usual... so fashionable" (it was the "as usual" part that really got me.)
And there was one other, last week, that I just have to share because it still makes me giggle. I had a fender bender last Tuesday on my way home from work, which resulted in my car needing to be towed. I swear that snaggle teeth, bow legs, and a pot belly HAVE to be requirements to get hired as a tow truck driver, because every single one I've ever encountered fit that description. Anyway, this guy was very nice, older, and fit the bill as described above ****pt envisioning a stogie poking out between the gap in his teeth). We went through the whole rigamarole and I had to ride with him with my car (Eddie met me at the other end of the ride). After we took care of the whole transaction and dropped the car off, the last thing he said to me before he drove away was "And I have to tell you that you look really great! Have a nice evening." I was flabbergasted.
See, I don't FEEL it yet... certainly don't fully SEE it yet when I look in the mirror. I see the saggy extra skin, the deflated boobs, the bat wings, and the remaining excess weight that I'm still working on. I think I disguise it pretty well with clothes (and am therefore dreading the summer when I have LESS clothes to use for disguising it). But the lesson here is that other people - particularly those who never knew me when I was 100 pounds heavier - don't see all that. They just see "me" "as is." And that's where I need to get to - being able to see me and accept me "as is" on a day to day basis.
But those 3 sets of wows definitely helped!
Karen
Pretty cool wows and the kind that hopefully get you to that all the hard work has gotten you to the place you are, Looking pretty darn good!
Hugs, Laureen
Hugs, Laureen
My Mantra is that I do not determine my success by the number hanging in my closet, nor will I let the scale determine that success either. . . It is through trial and error I will continue to grow and succeed. . . Laureen
"Success is a journey, not a destination." Ben Sweetland
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