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Monday, March 09, 2009

Mother -Daughter Bonding

This past Saturday my triathlon training buddy and I participated in a Spin-A-Thon to raise money for the Strong Kids program at the Y. Basically the way it worked was that each participant paid $10 and then for every spinning class you did, the money was matched. Classes ran from 7:15 am until 2:15 pm.

We started out with the first class of the morning. It was hard but uneventful. When the class ended, the people who were finished left and those who were starting with the second class came in and g0t situated. While that was happening, the instructor told those of us from the first class to continue pedaling.

All of the sudden I saw a look of complete shock on my triathlon training buddy's face. She looked at the person on the other side of her and then back and me in complete disbelief. What had just happened? Did she just find out that aliens had landed next to the Y? Was the woman next to her a vampire (alright that one was because I just finished reading Twilight the other day.) Apparently the woman sitting next to her asked her if she was my mother! She thought we were having some quality mother daughter bonding time doing the spin-a-thon.

Perhaps I should clarify without giving away ages, that my friend is only 6 years older than me! Also given the fact that she always looks very well put together and I walk around looking like a dirt bag half the time, if anyone was looking like the mom of a 30 something, it should have been me. Yes, I actually brushed my hair before spinning, but I hardly think that gave me the youthful appearance of a junior high student.

If that weren't enough this same nut job congratulated my friend on completing her first spinning class when we were done with the second class. Um...why exactly did she think that? My friend definitely doesn't look like a novice spinner even without taking into account her spinning clothes and biking shoes. On top of it, this woman has been in our spinning classes numerous times!

Which brings to my final point about why my friend shouldn't take this woman seriously as if the comments about being my mother and the it being her first spinning class weren't enough. A while back this woman saw me using my inhaler right before spin class started (further proof that she's been in our spin class before Saturday) and commented on my asthma. I clarified that I have exercise induced asthma. Apparently this woman does too. She was baffled why I had my inhaler on me. Umm...because I'm about to exercise and this my sound crazy but with exercise induced asthma it's exercise that triggers the attack? Apparently she takes hers before she leaves home (I usually do that too) but she leaves her inhaler at home. I asked her what I thought was a logical question: What would she do if she started to have an asthma attack during spinning particularly since spinning is a hard aerobic class. I mean it's not like she was going to a knitting class after taking her inhaler. She informed me that she would just drive herself home. Oh, okay. That sounds real safe. I mean why shove an inhaler in your pocket when you can drive 15 minutes to get it when you start wheezing.

Here this crazy lady: I'm on to you. I know your little plan. Don't think I didn't hear you comment that you use the same type of inhaler as me. Did you not take DARE in junior high and learn that you are never ever supposed to take someone else's prescription medicine? Don't think that you'll be sneaking a puff o rtwo off of my inhaler. I'll be watching you.

More importantly I think that my friend and I will both be avoiding sitting by her in the future. I mean she thought my friend was my mom. That still cracks me up! The Big Giraffe has been having a field day with witty little remarks about the situation such as saying that he suddenly found out that he has 4 new siblings (she has 4 kids) or wondering if my friend prefers to be called by her first name or by "Mom". Actually, I just realized that I can stop referring to her as my triathlon training buddy and start calling her by her name: Mom. I'm kidding!

A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: You really just never know what people are going to say.

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