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She Works Hard for the Funny!

Speaking of hard-working moms.

CityMama is giving away a Wii Fit and...WHAT? want a Ninento Wii to go with that whine?  No prob; she's giving that away, too.  All you have to do is write a post about your MOST embarrassing fitness moment.

Here's mine:

In school I was "the skinny kid" with the scabbed-over knees, happily strutting around with my twin brother (and his friends) and wearing my band aids like trophies.

Then, I hit the 3rd grade and all hell broke loose on my body.

I developed very early and, by the 6th grade, I was the tallest one in my class and kids would call me names like "Amazon" and "SheMan."


My mother said I was "big-boned" and I suspect it was because the poor woman was 13 lbs. when she was born and perhaps already knew that I was genetically doomed to be "a big girl."  Either way, it sucked and my Aunt Theresa (who was 5' and 11") took pity on me and signed us both up for karate class when I was in the 8th grade.

It was great.  The outfit was much more comfortable than the stupid clothes kids were required to wear in gym - a very unflattering jumpsuit that ended with an elastic thigh...UGH - in fact, my karate uniform felt more like a loose pair of comfy pajamas.  I loved it!



[eyes go wide]


After an extremely powerful kick, followed by a deep lunge, I jumped up from the mat and followed everyone's gaze to see that my Kotex pad had fallen out and was lying on the floor (face up) and in front of the entire class!

Yeah, I roll like that.

[the sound of crickets chirping]

Did I mention, this was just before self-stick maxi pads came out and I totally forgot to wear my belt!?!?

Don't know what the heck I'm talking about, do you?  Well, it WAS 1970-something.  But, I bet each of you have your own horror stories of menstruation, too.

Even Walt Disney!

Ain't being born female GRAND!?!?

[heavy sigh]

I won't go into the gorey details (you're welcome) suffice it to say that a moment like this could scar a person...for life...and I guess it's further testament that blogging IS cheaper than therapy.

[awkward silence]

Gosh, but my kids would love it if I won a Wii and I bet my "most embarrassing fitness moment" beats yours...butts down!


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