I'm in the gym today, on one of the machines and as I stop to take a break between sets I'm approached by two men. One of them older, one probably in his late 20's. The younger one said:
"I'm sorry to bother you, but we've been having a little discussion and we were wondering if you could clear it up for us?"
"Okay?" I answer.
"You see," the older one goes on, "neither of us thinks you are old enough to be working out in a gym..." he wasn't rude about this, he was being perfectly polite, "I think you are 14, my buddy here thinks you're 16."
"HAHA!" I laugh. "You're both wrong, I'm 26."
They blanked. I just snickered.
"Wow. You look really young." says the younger guy.
"Yeah, I get that all the time," I say, then I laugh again. "In fact I'll be 27 soon, and" for added measure I add, "I have three kids."
The older guy started laughing, and says, "well you are so tiny, I never would have guessed."
"Thanks," I said.
"You'll love it as you get older," he said rubbing his gray hair.
"I think so too," I smiled and they walked away.
I laughed again, I couldn't help it. I know I look young, but 14? Seriously?
I don't know you tell me, do I look 14?
As I'm leaving with my boys the younger guy (who's standing by the front desk) yells out, "Bye teen-mom!"