WHAT, ME SKINNY? — by Steve Nadis
I recently had an unnerving conversation with a mother at my daughter’s preschool. “Do you work out at the Y?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I told her. “Why do you ask?”
“This guy who walks his dog in our neighborhood said he sees someone from this preschool at his gym. A ’skinny guy,’ he said. So I thought it was you.”
What, me skinny? I never thought of myself that way. Maybe lean and mean, if you want to put it in those terms. Or maybe just mean. But definitely not skinny. I’m no 97-pound weakling or even a 98-pound weakling, am I? Well, I guess I’ll find out the next time I go to the beach and see if anyone kicks sand in my face (my young daughters excluded). In the meantime, I’ll be loading up on nutritional supplements.
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