So…I never thought this would be true but I must confess that I LOVE me some yoga pants. And no, I don’t do yoga. Ever. I work out at the gym in said pants, but it’s never yoga.
I just had to put that seemingly random piece of information out there for you…I’ll bring it back around in a moment.
At the preschool where I used to work (and sometimes still have the blessing of getting to substitute) we began a “clothing swap”…which wasn’t really a swap because you didn’t have to leave something in order to take something.
It is a “take as you have need” kind of thing, actually.
It was…let me back that up…it IS a wonderful ministry opportunity for people in so many ways…both the givers and the receivers.
Now I won’t lie…there were several things which were donated which I had my eye on. But because I am not in NEED of them, I never took anything until the end of the last day, after all the other families were gone.
Often what I thought I “needed” went to someone else. Which is exactly as it should be.
Well, last week, I subbed on Thursday (which is the last day of the preschool week, lest you be confused) and it so happened that there were still quite a few items left after the families had picked up their kiddos. I was helping the Assistant Director bag up all the leftover items (because we can’t leave them out over the week-end…that would make the church look a touch messy on Sunday mornings) when I spied a couple pairs of yoga pants.
And they looked practically brand new! Wow…what a score! They looked like something that would fit me (don’t look at sizes, girls…just look at how things fit you…this is what I am trying to learn for myself; you should learn it too).
So I took them home and tried them on…planning to bring them back to “redonate” (yes, that’s a real word) the following week if they didn’t work out…
Imagine my delight when they fit. AND (I am well-aware that I told you NOT to look at the size, but I accidentally glanced down at it)…they were size SMALL!
I was shocked! I knew I had not lost weight recently and had frankly NEVER been in a size "small" and could not fathom how this was possible, but ok…I was claiming it.
Then I washed them up and put them on the next day for the gym. I thought, as I straightened them out, “Boy, this waistband is higher than most…that is nice…I don’t feel like I will always have to be pulling them up because they are a ‘low rise’”…which is something I don’t really comprehend in yoga pants, but then again I am not a designer. Perhaps with good reason.
When I got home from the gym and was hoping in the shower, I REALLY noticed the tag. “Small Maternity.”
Well…there you go…apparently I wear a size small in maternity pants. Which is information I do not currently need and hope to NEVER need again.
And perhaps I should rethink the whole “not look at the tag theory” as well…
Now…because this post wasn’t as funny as I had hoped (or maybe it just wasn’t that funny to me), here’s a little Tim Hawkins for you, singing about yoga pants. Pardon the filming on this one…I chose this lady’s version because in the intro, Hawkins was talking about homeschoolers. Imagine that…