CALL ME CRAZY
Call me nuts...
I joined Bally's of all places! The grand meat market of them all and I joined. And, in the same day...I signed up to swim, bike and run a triathalon!
Call me bored...
Call me impulsive...
Call me crazy!
But first I must get over my fear of fishies and lakes where I can't see the bottom. Plus all that seaweed garbage?! ICK! Gimme some chlorine and green hair in place of all those fishies and seaweed. And lake water...I'd rather sip sludge.
Good thing the 600 yard swim is first and the 5K run is last. I'm sure I'll survive the swim, but the run?! It's been awhile!
Oh well...at least I have a partner in crime, someone who 'inspired me' to do this in the first place! Jen, thanks for getting me out of my lazy funk! Now, if only we can get our boys to do the same!
I joined Bally's of all places! The grand meat market of them all and I joined. And, in the same day...I signed up to swim, bike and run a triathalon!
Call me bored...
Call me impulsive...
Call me crazy!
But first I must get over my fear of fishies and lakes where I can't see the bottom. Plus all that seaweed garbage?! ICK! Gimme some chlorine and green hair in place of all those fishies and seaweed. And lake water...I'd rather sip sludge.
Good thing the 600 yard swim is first and the 5K run is last. I'm sure I'll survive the swim, but the run?! It's been awhile!
Oh well...at least I have a partner in crime, someone who 'inspired me' to do this in the first place! Jen, thanks for getting me out of my lazy funk! Now, if only we can get our boys to do the same!
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