Embarassing Mommy Moment #173

This morning for the first time in almost a year I ventured over to the gym I have a membership to through work. I used to be pretty regular on Saturday mornings going first to the cardio room to run for 30 minutes then going to the yoga center for a yin-yoga class. After a full week of choosing chores over exercise in the morning I decided that I had earned this little indulgence.

As I was running out the door (late) I received an awesome hug from River as he and Cory enjoyed an after breakfast snack of chocolate. I threw on my coat and was out the door. I arrived in time to run for 15 minutes prior to the yin-yoga class and hopped on an eliptical machine quickly so as to get as much cardio in as possible. I ran into someone from church that I know and had a brief conversation with her before getting started. Half way through my run I realized some people were looking at me strangely. The girl on the eliptical a couple of machines away kept on stealing glances at me. I thought maybe they thought I was weird because I was wearing a long sleeved shirt... but that wasn't entirely probable as another woman in the room was wearing a sweatshirt. With 5 minutes left to go I removed my shirt to finish up the exercise in my sleeveless sports top. After finishing my workout I cleaned off the machine and hurried to redress as going to the yoga center requires going outside (where temps are in the teens) to another entrance. When I picked up my long sleeved shirt to put it back on I realized exactly why people where staring at me. The awesome hug from River turned out to be a very chocolatey one as well and I had chocolate smears on my shirt on not only one but both of the shoulders... and I still had an hour and fifteen minutes to spend in the company of a large group of people who don't know the story behind the smears or even what substance had made them.

Since yin-yoga is such a gentle workout there was no way I could make it through the entire session in my sleeveless sports top and my only alternative to the smeared shirt was my winter jacket. So I had to suck it up and ignore the voice in my head saying, "They're all going to laugh at you!" (a bit from a CD I used to listen to of Adam Sandler's stand up material) because I was determined to see my little indulgence through to the end. Who knows? It may be another year before I venture out to the gym again. And perhaps it would be a good thing :)