Friday August 6, 2004
I laughed my butt off at icedsoychai’s blog
It talks about Dance Mom Cliques….I really laughed because that is so true of the mom’s in the local Y, where I park my POS car next to 2004 Lexus and Mercedes and workout next to people in $300 workout clothes. The people I really feel sorry for are the women curling and hairspraying their hair in the locker room before they go to their yoga class. 
How shallow & insecure of a person do you have to be to care that much about your hairdo in a yoga class.
It really is an amazing mix of people at the Y….people from the nicest neighborhoods in the city, people from low income housing, the super skinny Barbie doll people, people that make me look like a super skinny Barbie doll person (lol…at 250 lbs, no makeup wearing, 2nd hand store wardrobe, that is really saying something), and in every age range, including the 90 year olds that can outwalk me any day. I think one of the most unusual sights is working out next to muslim women in a full hijab and dress on the treadmill. That sort of took me back the first time I saw it. I am used to see Muslim women around (actually, some of our favorite neighbors are Muslim…it is one of the only neighbors I am comfortable with letting my ds play because the kids are so gentle and kind to Zane), but I was sort of surprised to see them in that context. I don’t know why I was so surprised, I am used to seeing Amish doing “normal” things, and it sort of disturbs me that I would be so surprised to see a Muslama woman doing “normal” things. I guess it depends on what you are used to seeing.
Yeah, we think we grow up and leave high school stuff behind, and there it all is again at dance class and the Y. It’s much more fun now, though, because at least we can laugh at it! And I bet your son will be a wonderful dancer.