Chalk one up for the big girls...

I got in two workouts this weekend and I am feeling good.  I have more energy and confidence than I have had in a long time!  The girls and I went to the outlets today to kill some time...looking for tights for Abby was my goal (found 3 pairs).  When I got to Gap, I found their super comfortable yoga capri pants on sale...and guess what size I got??  MEDIUM!!  My rear has not been in medium STRETCH pants in a very, very long time.  Now I am not saying that they are baggy or falling off my emaciated body, but I felt good enough in them to go in public.  I graced Gold's Hester with my presence tonight and burned about 310 calories...just a quick one.  And that is where the hijinks started.  I had what seemed to be a first timer at the gym next to me on the elliptical...huffing & puffing on level one (perspective...I was at 13).  She REALLY needed to step it up if you catch my drift.  So Big Fun and I were chugging away on the elliptical when brunette Barbie hops on the stair climber directly in front of Big Fun, who was not amused.  I believe the words "skinny bitch" and "vomit queen" were uttered.  So Barbie starts showing off...skipping stairs, doing leg lifts and walking backwards on the stairs...showing off, all the while not breaking a sweat.  Big Fun was getting more and more pissed, when lo and behold, Barbie (in the middle of a leg lift) does a face plant on the stairs.  I am not even kidding.  I (who am going to hell) had to stifle a giggle before genuine concern settled in.  No stifling or concern came from Big Fun.  The comment that was said straight faced (not whispered) was "Chalk one up for the big girls".  I just about fell off the machine...thank God I had just finished my water, because that would have easily shot out of my nose.  Just about the funniest damned thing I had heard in a long time.