There. I said it. I am not proud of it. Not proud at all. In fact, I am horribly embarrassed at how I'm slouching through life, looking frumpy and old and hunched over. Ugh. Double ugh.
On Wednesday, Ragnar sent out a link to the course photos. I found our team's pictures and moments later wanted to delete every single one that had me in it. I looked terrible. The running shirt that I thought was cute looked shiny and showed off every last bulge. I was all hunched over and....blech. All the other runners on our team look tough. I just looked pathetic. Even thinking of them makes me want to crawl in a hole.
6 comments:
I love the new look of your blog, it's fabulous!
I am a sloucher too. I think it stems from my desire to not be seen, if I am shrinking away, people won't notice me as much...right?
PS, can you share the link to the photos? I would love to see the pictures of you and my cousins.
I'm a sloucher, too.
It was seriously one of my NY's resolutions to stand up taller. I am still working on it...it is my body' instant habit but I feel so much more lithe if I'm standing up straight!
And I agree: you should share the link if you can!
I've never noticed that you slouch. You're a beauty!
I slouch but you slouch? I have never ever noticed.
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