Personal Low

This morning I realized that I had reached an all-time personal low when I was getting ready to run errands.  No, the errands weren't the low...it was what I was wearing. 
I looked in the mirror and the little voice inside my head went something like this:

Could I wear these sweats?  I could.  I think.  They don't look too bad....I know they're Hanes brand, but still...they don't have elastic around the ankles.....and they're clean..........well...Hmmmm, I'd better not....Do I really need to go to the store??.........no. not really..no. no, I don't have to go today at all..I think I'll just go tomorrow...maybe I'll feel like putting on a pair of jeans then...maybe...

I didn't go. 

And I'm still in my Hanes sweats.

Sometimes comfort wins out over duty. 

And I probably dodged a bullet...I don't ever, ever want to end up on the pages of
"People of WalMart".com!!!

Think back, though, to when a somewhat-famous grey sweatsuit was worn by none other than Rocky Balboa.  He was the Heavyweight Champion of the World, you know.

And then I found a photo of Stedman Graham sporting a grey sweatsuit in public...and he's shacked up with the richest woman on the planet.

If he can go out in public in his grey sweatsuit and risk embarrassing the "Big O" and her precious pooches, and not look at all concerned about it, then what the heck am I worried about??

I should, however, be worried about, and deeply concerned that I just did a whole blog post about my grey sweats.

Maybe that's my new personal low!