Back at the Track

We made it back to the track and I'm still ALIVE!

Barely.

Mary Margaret, who has been shooting her mouth off about how she's gonna run, get in shape for Track Season, was a big BABY! We walked around the track once. She was fine. The second trip around the track we jogged the straight and walked the curve. I take that back. I jogged the straight and walked the curve and Mary Margaret jogged/walked bent over saying she thought she was having spasms everywhere. She had to stop and take a break, then wanted to know if we had water in the van, then wanted to just sit in the van and wait for us to finish.

I made her finish and she is still breathing.

Taylor invited Brett and they walked together. Poor Taylor. It was humid outside and her iPod would not work. The humidity makes her hair go wild. Hair was going everywhere, it scared me.

Now, I'm going to sign off and go kick some teenage boo-tay in Wii Tennis and maybe a little boxing too.

I'm still not brave enough to tackle the yoga.