I looked at my feet. They didn't look any different. They just looked like my feet. So did my legs. I had this idea that when you finished something like this, you'd look different--your legs would look like the legs of a runner, all ropy and muscley. But I still looked like me. I just didn't feel like me. 1.14.7
Sweet Baboo
Tuscon 1/2 Marathon, 2005
OK Redman 1/2 Iron 2006
Remember:
It is rude to count out loud the number of people you pass.
7 bloggy peeps peeped bloggy things:
And that is why I am going to do Ironman. I want to eat that for breakfast too.
SUPERB! LOL
Now, it's breakfast time ... hmmmmm ... what shall I have?
Mmmmm. I adore mac and cheese.
snort, LOL, snort
I so wasn't expecting that...thanks for the laugh. I needed that!
I'm going to get the Chocolate Covered Peanuts NOW!
:)
and true.
and an adage I live by as I figure at least I have all day to burn that cr** off!
MizFit
mmmm even chocolate cake??? it has eggs and stuff in it and of course I'd have a glass of milk with it.... :o)
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