Good rainy afternoon....yep, rain again....why? I don't know but it fits my mood perfectly.
Why down in the dumps, BPM?
Fade to black......
As you know the big leftie has been sick for a number of months. He has seen everyone except a Shaman. Nothing...can't figure it out. As great niece Cupcake would say "what's the deal?" Actually she says "It's not my deal." Nice.
And so, we look for answers....
ON another note, godson is tearing up the track with his relay sprints. Pretty cool. Hopefully Saturday will be a nice day because I am heading to the games. His brother L Boy runs the hurdles. Actually, so does Lil A.
What is my take on this as a non runner?
They are crazy!
yep, that's what I think. Consider this....you are running down a track at record breaking speed, then you have to jump over an obstacle and not kill yourself. Then somehow make it to the finish line erect.
As a non runner, I believe that a sadistic person developed this race so that they could sit on the sidelines and watch idiots like me run and jump at the same time. It must give them a chuckle or ten.
I admire anyone who does this and once again, feel oh so....how do I say it? Inferior...that's the word.
Am I inferior or just a smart cookie who knows her limitations and understands that running and leaping are not in the code of conduct for one BPM?
OK, I have to work on a final exam.