Invisibility, the ability to fly, x-ray vision, super sonic hearing…at one time or another we’ve all wanted a superhero power.
I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I already have one.
I may not be able to fly faster than a speed bullet or jump over buildings in a single bound but I can deflect any compliment given to me within a 100 mile radius.
Sharon, you look nice today.
Me: I’m sho shexy *makes ridiculous face, slaps ass*
Sharon, thanks for all your hard work.
Me: You’re welcome. I’m mostly drunk while I’m doing it anyway.
Sharon, you look like you lost weight.
Me: *Turns around* Oh look! I think I found it.
I’m not the only one either. We moms readily hand out compliments to family, friends and loved ones, yet when it comes to receiving them….we’re dodging and dipping like we’re about to get KO’d by Mike Tyson.
My friend Chicky Mara wrote a post about tooting your own horn. Because here’s the thing…..there’s nothing wrong with talking about the things you are good at. We should be REVELING in our accomplishments and patting each other on the back.
I wasn’t going to write this post because I felt like I’d be bragging, and that’s part of the problem, isn’t it. We don’t want to seem like a Braggy McBraggerson so we brush off compliments and don’t talk about our achievements.
Well, screw it. I’ve been busting my ass with this speed skating thing so today I’m going to toot my own horn.
During Thursday’s class the coach was spending a lot of time with me critiquing my stride. He would skate backwards watching what I was doing and telling me things like… I need to make more of a ‘C’ movement, when I recover I need to recover on my outside edge, my feet need to be closer together in the basic position. But then as we were chatting at the end of the class while putting away mats, he told me that I already have really good positioning (meaning I can squat really low while skating) and if I can get this technical stuff down, the potential is there.
Then, as I was taking off my skates in the change room, the second thing happened. My class is full of really really great speed skaters – some who have been skating for a very long time. I aspire to be like them.
One of them turned to me and asked if I had been skating over the summer. While I took the kids public skating a couple of times, this summer was basically an exercise in hedonistic slothdom for me. So kind of embarrassed, I said no and kept on unlacing my skates, which was when he said “your skating has really improved”.
I left the rink feeling like I was floating. As far as I’m concerned, that’s worth a little celebration.