I go to this exercise class at Crazy O'Clock in the morning. I love it, because it's different every time I go, I get the workout out of the way early in my day, and I get to catch up with friends from all over town.
But one of the best things about it is the total lack of 'posing' that goes on. There is no such thing as the right outfit to wear - you see everything from the latest Saucony running shoes to those Reebok high-tops straight out of 1986, and you see as many worn-out concert tees as you do high-tech wicking material running shirts. Even the strongest in the bunch never really stand out from the crowd - we're all just there to get a good sweat going and shock the muscles out of the night's hibernation.
There have been a lot of newcomers in recent weeks (bathing suit season, anyone??), and one woman has stood out in particular. I overheard her at one of her first visits telling the instructor she'd run a marathon in the last year, but was recovering from some injury. You can tell she's incredibly fit: front of the pack whenever we run sprints, all manner of high end workout gear, and, well... she's really built.
It may be indelicate to mention this, probably not the 'done' thing, but the woman is remarkably fit, in all the right ways. Very.... perky.
Normally I wouldn't mention this. I would just think, oh well done for her! Must be nice. She must've worked hard to look like that.
But then, last week, she wore a t-shirt to work out that had a giant Juvederm Botox logo stretched across the front of all that perkiness. And I have to admit I looked at the 'well earned fitness' in a whole different light.
I was judging. Sure. Believe me - having just hit thirty-seven I am starting to look at 'having a little work done' in a WHOLE different light. But still. Would I be ok with advertising that to a whole room-full of sweaty women?
It got me thinking. These days, are we really ok with just slapping an ad for our Botox treatments across our boobs? (Did she get the shirt, and a free canvas tote bag, for buying 10 treatments in advance?) It may be that a suburb of Baltimore is a whole different part of the world than the OC, for example, but I need to know, interwebs: is having the work done not really the secret it once was?
Just know I'll be judging you if you wear the t-shirt to Boot Camp.
[Aw, c'mon - I'm just joshin'. Not really, I won't.]
Post Update: I just have to clarify that it's not that I think she's used Botox in all of the perky parts of her. Its just that the unashamed advertising of Botox then led me to wonder how much of the overall picture had been 'enhanced.' Perhaps an alternate title of this post could be Sour Grapes. ;)