I used to take the youngest to school in the mornings. After I dropped him off, I would take a right and head to work…and almost every morning I would see the same lady out on her daily run/walk.
She became so familiar to me that I felt like we were friends–it didn’t matter that I didn’t know her name. I still knew her.
She was a heavy woman. The first morning I saw her, I wondered to myself how long she would keep it up. How many times had I started the same health routine only to give up a week or so later?
The second week, I found myself admiring her for her persistance.
The second month, I noticed a gradual change in her. She’d quickened her pace slightly. Her body shape had changed.
A few months later, she was running. Not a fast run–but it was definitely not walk.
By the end of the school year, she had lost quite a bit of weight and she was running with a little white dog. (though, she really needed a better bra to be running…those babies were having a party as she jogged)
Summer came, and I began to miss seeing her because I didn’t have to go that route to work. She had really become an inspriation to me–even though I hadn’t gotten off the couch yet.
I saw her in Wal-Mart the other day. She looks great. (she still needs a better bra…LOL) I bet she’s lost 80 lbs.
As many of you know, I started my health quest in January. I’ve been doing a pretty steady job of exercising 4-5 times a week and walking at night after work.
During my walks now, I’m starting to recognize the same cars. Folks I don’t know are waving at me because I am becoming familiar to them. Kind of weird the way life circles around sometimes.
I know, y’all want to know about the nipples part of this post.
Speaking of perverted, I got a call from my youngest (8 year old) son’s assistant Principal today.
AP: Mrs. Francis?
AP: Your son announced in class today that he can lick his nipples.
Me: cough, sputter, giggle Really? Hmmm. I’m sorry, why are you calling about this?
A.P: trying to stifle a laugh and doing a poor job of it. Because his art teacher has heard him mention nipples before and is tired of it. So she wrote him up.
Me: snicker I’m sorry. This isn’t funny–well, yes it is. I’ll tell him it’s inappropriate to talk about nipples in class. He didn’t demonstrate did he?
AP: laughing now. No ma’am. But the art teacher says that he has to stop talking like this because it’s so inappropriate.
Me: He only does it because it’s getting under her skin.
AP: I’ll just let the teacher know we’ve talked, Okay?
Me: Yup. Sounds great.
This child is going to be my biggest
pain in the ass Challenge.
BTW–I’m pretty sure he got the licking nipples thing from The Family Guy. Ooops.