Guess My Exercise Routine Isn't Working...

On Saturday afternoon, I picked up a copy of Katherine Center's new book, Everyone is Beautiful, at the Mom 2.0 Summit. It was a great book to read on my trip home from Houston -- not only was it entertaining and captivating, it also is coincidentally about a woman who moves from Houston to Boston. At the very beginning of the book, the main character comes across a woman in the park who accidentally thinks she's pregnant. This unfortunate mistake actually affects the main character enough that it sets off the events of the novel (a book I recommend that you read).

Anyway, on Wednesday, I took my two kids to their 9:30am gymnastics class. Getting two kids ready to leave the house is hard enough, so I usually don't spend a ton of time getting myself ready. On this particular Wednesday, I wore a red hooded sweater, a pair of Lucy tech pants, and pulled my hair into a ponytail.

I was quietly watching my son bounce on the trampoline when the teacher walked over to me and in a friendly manner, put her arm around my shoulder and asked me if I am pregnant.

Okay, so I'm NOT pregnant, and haven't been for almost three years. Furthermore, I've been working out like a crazy woman, and have lost a good amount of weight. Why would one woman ask another one this question? I have felt awful about myself since this happened and will definitely not be wearing that red hooded sweater anymore!

And what did I say to the gymnastics teacher? "Oh God no!". And she didn't even seem to feel remorseful...