The Rant Heard Round The World.

This is from last Thursday, but I think it needs to be on this blog so I can look back on it someday and feel extra triumphant.

Uh oh, rant time again! This time it's on a topic I joked about happening to me...and then it did! 

Got to the gym at about 4:10. Scan my pass , start walking over to the daycare. Dude in lobby intercepts me: "Ooooh man, it's hard to lose that babyweight, isn't it? That's a big journey ahead of you, good luck !" (Note: it happened just that abruptly, like the Douche School of Negging Devotees sent an assassin or something)
Me: *tight smile* "well, that's why I'm here!"
Dude: "yeah, I hope so." (Wtf is that by the way?!)

So to my credit, I managed to sign Momo in and make it almost the whole way to the locker room before crying. Yep, it made me cry. I stripped down to my bathing suit and swam angrily until i finished swimming halfassedly (I am pretty tired though) and dwelling on how I shoulda punched that guy in his face. Or at least not cried. Or had a better comeback .

But guess what. That IS why I'm there, in part. If only that dude knew that I'm my own harshest critic, and I don't need his "advice" to motivate me. In fact, even two weeks ago, I would've left out of shame. I wouldn't have come back, either.

But too bad. This isn't about anyone else. Today, I finally proved that to myself for real real. I can sulk in the pool in my fatty swimsuit, and that's fine, because at least I'm there.

That IS why I'm there, after all.

Asshole.