Elementary school's track and field day always meant one thing to me: the reemergence of my "asthma." Putting on fake, heavy breathing, I would send myself to the nurse and eventually home with my mother. No one ever seemed to catch that the asthma always kicked in BEFORE I participated in any events and I felt enormous pride at my ability to avoid exercising in front of my peers.
Cut to 15 years later:

That's right, willingly participating in a relay race on track and field day! Yes, the students kicked the pants off the adults, but I can say I did run faster than the teachers. Score one for the classified staff!
4 comments:
Way to go Kelsey! And I'm so happy your blog has made a comeback. I have missed you and your blog, but mostly you.
IT's time for Pizza Sat. again... we've all missed hearing from you
Wow Kelsey! I'm impressed! And I'm also glad to see you're back to blogging. We need to talk soon. Call me when you aren't busy - or at least when you have 2 seconds because I know you are always busy :)
Glad to see that you are back! I dont have any great names for your blog. Not my strong point. On the other hand, Track and Field Day was. I loved it. I could beat any girl in school and most of the boys!
Way to go!
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