Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Let me start by saying, Holly and I must totally be on the same wavelength this week...
Anyhoo...this is a a story about a friend of mine. She looks a lot like me...but it's not me. Alright she sounds like me too...but it's not me. FINE, it's me and the story is about my adventures at our community pool. It's summer, it's surface of the sun hot here in Texas and ever since the pool reopened over Memorial Day, we've spent just about every weekend there. I'll admit, as a mom of two who has seen very little time in the gym since they both came along, I wasn't exactly raring to parade around in a swimsuit in public. By the time we showed up at the pool for the first time, I'm pretty sure my nerves were eating a hole in my stomach...but then...something happened...as I walked in, who do I see, but two or three moms with shapes very similar to mine, having a good time with their kids and, on the surface at least, not overly concerned about how their mommy bodies looked in a swimsuit. I relaxed, threw off my cover up and headed for the water.
All was fine in the land of poolside mommies...until...who shows up, but the "Hot Mom". Well, that is, hot compared to the rest of us. To be fair, she was far from perfect...she maybe had 6 or 7 more pounds of remnant baby fat to drop and a less than totally flat tummy, but give her a month in the gym and a few Pilates classes and we'd all have been rushing to cover back up. Not only was she the pool Hot Mom...she knew it. She proudly strutted around in her cute little one piece, smiling and tossing her hair as if she stepped out of a Paul Mitchell commercial. Luckily, the rest of us outnumbered Hot Mom and we went about playing in the pool and only casting her an occasional glance. Little did Hot Mom know that her place as "The Pool's Top Mom" was about to be taken over by...the REALLY Hot Mom. Oh yeah, this lady was tall, tan and had a rock hard, super flat belly. Of course my first thought was "I bet her kids are older and she's had plenty of time since last giving birth to look like THAT"...then I noticed the little baby she was holding that couldn't have been more than a year old. What we got that day was the Heidi Klum of the pool moms. Even the Artist Formerly Known as the Hot Mom noticed and her proud little parade around the pool came to an end. As my husband whispered to me, she was probably thinking "bitch, today was MY day to be the Hot Mom...didn't you check the calendar???" On my part, I was secretly hoping that maybe she might wake up tomorrow with a nice big zit on her nose, just to humble her a smidge.
OK, so here's the part where I reflect a little. I really have no right to spite Really Hot Mom. You don't get a body like that sitting on your duff all day reading the Inquirer and polishing off a half gallon of Blue Bell Ice Cream. She obviously works out, which means that she puts effort into looking good. Now that the kids have started part time school, I could haul my sorry chubby butt to the gym...which over looks the pool by the way...and run a couple of miles on the treadmill at least twice per week. While I'm only about 6 pounds away from what I weighed before I had either of the kids, I was also working to lose weight BEFORE I got pregnant. Oh yes, 10 years of marriage (at that time) and years of sitting behind a desk and raiding vending machines had already left it's mark on me and I was just starting to get back into shape THEN. So, while getting back to my pre-baby weight ought to be very easy, I still have a lot of work to do to reach my ideal weight. I guess we all know what that means...I need to suck it up and get moving.