I feel a grawing jealousy when I read how fast other people are. Like Yvonne going 18 mph and running 9 minute miles. (love you yvonne! you're just a more natural athlete than I am). In my better moments, I think that I'm thankful I can do this, know I can go the distance, but still....
I want to be fast, dammit!
My little bitty Kang legs, miniscule Kang muscles and big ol' Kang head (more drag on the swim) does not equal an athlete's body. However, it's a great body for sitting on my butt and studying for 8 hours straight, so whatever. And for winning Book Bowl.
I'm grumpy 'cuz I ate pizza last night and should not have. Although wow, Eastside Pies is a great place in my neighborhood.
Aww Jane, I love you too. I didn't want my blog to make you feel moody! I want to be faster too and I don't consider myself a "natural", but in the scheme of things...I think we all are never really satisfied with "how fast we are or have become" or give ourselves enough credit. You are fast AND strong AND you are doing like 2 Ironmans and a handful of half ironmans to boot, so don't sell yourself short!
If it makes you feel any better, I've been a bit moody too and haven't worked out for 2 days straight AND I ate fries for dinner last night. Yes. just fries. a whole lot of them. Don't tell Meredith!
Posted by: Yvonne | July 14, 2010 at 08:09 AM