About a year ago, I met a couple through Sean. Sean's friend was hilarious. He was an outspoken smart ass who didn't have a care in the world. His girlfriend, on the other hand, seemed to hate me from the beginning of "Hi, I'm Sheryl." She weighed about 120, blonde and blue-eyed... she was "cute." (I won't be a hater, so there's no sense in saying she was "an ugly bitch." HA! Even though at the time, that was what went through my mind.) We got off to a rocky start when out of the blue she blurted out, "So you're Samoan, right? Because, you're bigger than my girlfriend who is Hawaiian." Mind you, while saying this, she eyed me from my head down to my toes. "No. I'm part Hawaiian, as well as a few other ethnicities." "Is Samoan one of them?" "Bitch, do you have a problem?" Needless to say, the dinner we had planned together did not take place and that whole evening I was angry not only at her, but at myself for allowing me to get "this big."
Today after spending time at the gym, I decided to drop into the mall. (I'm not a shopaholic, but I do like looking at stuff.) Since I'm a big fan of "people watching," I find a seat and just sit back for a while. "Sheryl, is that you?" It was Sean's friend. "Hey man, how's it going? Long time no see." He said he noticed me earlier, but wasn't sure if that was me or not, because I "shrank." HA! Suddenly, I hear a familiar voice and it's his girlfriend. I turned and almost did a double take. She was now almost 200lbs with her belly hanging over her sweats. First thought: lean in, snap the waist band of her sweats and say, "Soooooo.... are you Samoan?" Surprising enough, I wasn't angry at her anymore nor did I feel like saying something hurtful towards her. "Hey Beth. How's it going?" She kind of gave me a shocked look. "Oh.. I'm doing okay. Just hanging out." Cool.
Her boyfriend had a phonecall, so he steps away for a few. Awkward. "You know, I'm sorry what I said to you back when." "What are you talking about? It's water under the bridge." "No really... you can say anything you want. I deserve it." "Nah... if I did that, what good would that do? Besides, I'd rather get together for that one dinner you made me miss back in the day. Your treat of course." I smiled, then she smiled back. "Thanks, girl." "But ummm no really.. your ass is going to buy me dinner soon."
Oddly enough, this little event made my day.
-Sheryl
How can those polynesian women get so fat when they do that kind of dancing? Sounds like a good workout to me.
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I will now from here forward keep coming by to gather knowledge and hopefully share a little words of encouragement along the way. You mentioned in Beth's diary about using the Arc Trainer, you know my gym has several of those and never once did I give them a second thought, I'm going to use that damn thing tonight if it's the last thing I do there. Tomorrow I might be in pain and traction, but what the fu..... no pain, no gain right?? 
Here is hoping your week is a good one!! Now I need to read back some pages and get caught up.