learning that it really isn't about me...and maybe that defeats the purpose of this.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

I am a beast.

I am a Beast.
















Yesterday in P.E. we did crunches for our presidential fitness test. Where you lie down an put your hands next to a piece of tape. Whenever you do a crunch, you slide your hands over the tape and over the edge of the mat. 

For my age, the average is somewhere between 18 and 32 crunches. My coach said we should stop at 75. Well, being a Beast, I did 75 crunches. 

Mt coach said she hasn't seen anyone do that many all day. Therefore, I am a beast. 
 
And my abs and neck REALLY hurt. But I'm a Beast, so I don't mind. 


5 comments:

Popcorn said...

75! Hooray for your bad beast self!!!

majorsteve said...

Mer, you Mom is also physically very strong. Always has been. Way to go!

Super Churchlady said...

Uh...I'm not sure I want my sweet little beautiful daughter to be a beast. I already have one beast. Can't you be something else?? Beast-ette?

Popcorn said...

How are those beastie abs doing today???

Meredith said...

Not so good...ouchy mama.