Nay Sayers

Well, this nay sayer, happened to have been my sweet, and all too honest Sagitarian husband.  I was lamenting about how everyone would have their number one game on in the race and stressing over how I just want to have fun but wont be able to help push myself, you know...so I wont be dead last.  I followed up by saying that if I were the very last person who happens to be finishing the course out of all 900 entrants, I would happily crawl across the finish line and relish the applause of the four or five people still standing there.  Brennan made a face I didn't understand as if he were surprised I didn't expect to come in last. 

I'm like..."you think that"?? 

Brennan "well...."  long pause

You think that out of 900 people there wont be a single slacker that might turn in a lower time than me?

another pause....oh well if people start later than your group than no...no you might not be last.  Just the scores, the look at your time after.

Last?

Well, maybe, it's a triathlon.

After 4 months of training?  You expect that I'll be only newb and the slowest person, not just in my own heat, but in every category?

You'll  be in heat, ha ha!  Noo...you might not be the very last, but probably among that small group of people who come it at the very end...but it's still great you are doing it.

Great. 

ha ha.  Actually, being last would be a decent story to tell and very funny, but I am a little more motivated to try harder now. 

30 minutes of yoga and 10 mile bike ride today!  :)