ü Gold fabric
ü Time to sew
ü Courage to wear outfit made
So I spend all morning sewing my outfit. Finished it, tried it on, husband laughed, perfect I’m ready to go. With evening plans I was happily force to attend the 1pm class. It happens to the smallestJ
With a half hour drive it gave me too much time to stew about what I was wearing. Now those who know me know I’m not shy. I love to laugh, even at myself. But something about this that makes me so nervous.
Today there won’t be anyone I know there that I know. Odd man out, or maybe I should say gold thong out. And I realize this about half way to class and stew about it till I get there. Chris and Phil seem pleased by the work that I put in and of course laugh. But I’m not too worried about them it’s the others in my class. Will I be the only one in costume? Will they ignore me?
When I walk down to the gym I’m glad to immediately see two others dressed in costume! Woo hoo. They already know each other but include me in the banter and the others around us laugh and talk too. Ok this isn’t so bad, I decide. By the time class starts I have many people come up and complement me on the outfit. My shy, nervous side gives way to being proud that I dressed up.
The workout includes running, a lot of running, with a thong in my bum. Let me tell you there is nothing quite as special as working out in this get-up. In the end I learned something about myself: I get shy, and can overcome it. And laughing at myself is a great part of life.
Till later,
Christine
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