The life of a wife, mother, grandmother,teacher, sweeper, blogger examining the world around her. Warning this blog contains stories ripped from today's headlines and mindless commentary.
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.
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