Usually, I go to a water aerobics class at the "Y." I'm used to walking around in my swimsuit even though my "figure" is more of a block than a set of curves. But I've been reading a book by Covert Bailey called Smart Exercise. He recommends something a little more aerobically demanding, so I donned my shorts and T-shirt and headed for the treadmill area.
Out of my routine and my comfort zone, I felt a little self conscious. I noticed that I was wearing purple shorts beneath a purple T-shirt which draped my belly rather gracelessly, giving me an appearance not unlike that of an upright Purple Cow.
The little tune came to my mind: "I've never seen a purple cow. I never hope to see one. But if there were a purple cow, I'd rather see than be one."
Ouch. You can say that again.
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