I have been under the weather all weekend so it feels as though the weekend should just be starting…not ending. But I enjoy Mondays because I love to participate in FMM. If you’d like to join the fun, head over to Amber’s blog to post your link.
This week, we are sharing our most embarrassing moments. Um, I’ve definitely had a lot of experience on this topic so the hardest part will be choosing the story.
I suppose the easiest embarrassment I can recall was last January. (I posted about it, briefly, here.) I was just outside of the New York Public Library, it was bitterly cold outside. My friend, Mike, and I were walking down Fifth Avenue, and he said “Kenz, you must be freezing! Button your coat!” But I couldn’t do it. It was so tight that I could not keep the wind out even with a heavy scarf so as tears filled my eyes, I shrugged it off and continued walking down the street.
But Mike pressed the issue again before realizing that tears were welling up in my eyes, and I had to admit that I had no choice because I could not actually button my coat. He began apologizing profusely. I could tell, at least at that moment, that his heart was breaking for me a little. He dropped the subject immediately, and we continued walking.
While I tried to hide my utter embarrassment, I couldn’t imagine feeling worse than I did at that moment. I was with my friend – who could pose as a model for a Brooks Bros. catalog – feeling awful about myself.
But it was only a few months later that I began to change. A healthy lifestyle became my lifestyle, and now when I see my friend tomorrow, he won’t have to tell me to button my coat. It will be buttoned! 🙂 I haven’t seen him since I started losing weight, but I’m looking forward to it because friends take you as you are. I’ve lost another 25 or so since this picture was taken so the coat is a little bigger now.
He may not notice a difference in my outward appearance because 63.2 pounds hasn’t made my looks change dramatically, but I am different. And I know it. It is an incredible feeling to know that I am winning the battle against my weight. I am in control, and that embarrassing moment will not repeat itself.
What is your most embarrassing moment? Do you look back and laugh at those moments, or do you just try not to let them happen again?