Hometown race. Good cause.
Was happy to run another race, if a little unsure what this burgeoning belly would allow me to do.
Showed up for registration at 9AM for the 10:30 race.
No one "road runner looking" was there.
I was puzzled.
Scott found a wireless connection and checked his laptop.
The race is NEXT Saturday.
Big. Fat. Dope slap.
Stupidity can really weigh a girl down.
|Just imagine I am the man in red, the sign says "Race is NEXT SATURDAY", and my husband and kids are in the car...|