Sunday, May 20, 2007

My Own Fashion Faux Pas

I went to my beloved BodyPump class today, where I was overly impressed with myself for upping my squat weight from 15 to 17.5 lbs. I was a little late for class today, so the only place I could stand was right in front of the window, which pretty much ensured the entire gym could watch my behind in action.

At the end of class, I put my bench away and glanced in the mirror. I knew my sweatpants were a little loose on me in the waist, but I was unaware that they were so loose, my drawers were hanging out.

I'm not talking about a cute little thong like overly tan, petite blonde girls wear to the clubs. I'm talking about my Superman underwear (yes, I have Superman underwear, which should be Exhibit III in the endless 'why I don't have a boyfriend' saga.) So the entire time I was all cocky about my She-Ra Princess of Power squats, I was really just showing the entire gym my bright red and blue underwear. Nice. Maybe Tight White Stretch Pants Lady has a point...

1 comment:

Liz said...

It happens. If I were behind you in the gym, I'd much rather be seeing Superman undies than plain white. Don't worry about it. :)