That Means A Lot
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Did you know that is also a Beatles song? I did not. You learn something new all the time!
Anywho...busy day here. Girls had gymnastics, youngest boy had baseball, a birthday party, and then let me pick up my race packet. I saunter up to the table and announce my name.
sigh. anxiety. digging for email history on my phone. race director (that I know) is on the phone having her people check.
yep. nothing. no history at all.
I sit and profess how I joined the Y *just for this race*
I said I registered to pay by a certain time and was only planning to pay that price (not that I wouldn't have paid the highest price but that is $20 more).
Race director had ONE last bib. Guess who's bib that is? Yep. Mine.
Sad? No. Grateful? Yes. And guess what? Race waves are by race number. Guess who won't have people on her feet for the pool swim? This girl (wipes brow).
So thank you, Maria R. 'That Means A Lot'
Feet don't fail me now!