Then she tried to fix my ponytail mid-set. And reminded me to “be careful on the big kid equipment.”
At first, it drove me crazy. But then I realized – this is her way of caring. She’s been cheering me on since I was wobbling on a tricycle. Now she’s just swapping the tricycle for a treadmill. My Gym Mommy Treats Me Like A Kid-
I’m a grown adult. I’ve been going to the gym for years. But the second she’s there, I lose all credibility. Then she tried to fix my ponytail mid-set
I’m 28.
I’m an adult. I pay bills. I have a job. And yet… every time I step into the gym with my mom, I’m suddenly 12 years old again. I’m suddenly 12 years old again.