Thursday, August 14, 2014
Hey Look Me Over
Looking over my progress in my fitness plan since the Texas heat drove me back inside the gym I realize that I am not doing the same amount of aerobic work I had been doing previously. I was running about 3 miles a day before the weather drove me back inside. Now I am only doing about a mile or so on either the treadmill or the elliptical. Admittedly when I run I do not do weights so I suppose it all equals out in the end.
I desperately want to look slender and "good for my age" when we visit my son in Germany. Having said this I was certainly surprised about an incident that happened later in the day.
I had to stop by Target for a few things and while I was there I stopped by the in-store Starbucks for a Green Tea Frappe for tomorrow.
While I was waiting for my drink a woman and two men stepped up to the counter. One of the men, a very large man, asked me if I had already ordered. I smiled at him and his companions and said that I had. Right at that moment, the other gentlemen smiled a big smile and his eyes looked me up and down in a way that was threatening or offensive but more like he was admiring me.
WHAT? This guy was much younger than me. I wager to say that he was younger than my husband but here he was his eyes lit up like a kid a Christmas smiling that goofy smile that men sometimes will when they see something they like.
WEIRD. When I was younger men did look. They often smiled at me, or whistled, or beeped their car horns, etc. but I never really felt comfortable with it. I never saw myself as very pretty even though I'd had more than a few men tell me that in my youth.
Do I think I'm movie-star or cover-girl pretty after this interaction? No. I will let you in on a little secret though, even at my age its still nice to be desirable.