Before I gave in to walking, one chick actually ran up beside me and said "I'll run with you, you're running a good pace."
Wow, what a compliment! Any NORMAL person would be thrilled. Instead, I thought, oh she's in for a surprise. Because I had already decided to start walking at the corner. And then I saw someone else start walking. And when I see someone else start walking, it really sucks the life outta me.
Why do I let what other people do affect me? Why can't I be pleased with what I did, which was better than what I did last time??
I know why: I'm mental!!
NOD UPDATE:
Today Number One Daughter left on her European Odyssey: Frankfurt, Sevilla, Portugal, Croatia, Istanbul, Greece. Here's a travel tip for those of you living or visiting Washington, D.C.: There are TWO airports here and they are miles apart and it's a REALLY GOOD THING to know which one your plane is leaving from.
Strike a pose.
Bye-bye!
Ponytail flying amIgonnamakeit???MORE SIGNS OF INSTABILITY UPDATE:
Monday I plan on riding 56 miles, up this. I'm pretty scared, but my tri peeps talked me into it.
...includes just about the meanest climb you will find in this section of the country. This ride is NOT for the faint hearted!
If I make it, I'll have mad bragging rights.
