I was a late bloomer. I am a late bloomer. Okay...I'm still waiting to bloom.
I got a free cd a few years ago when Etta May blasted me in her routine. She called me an anoerexic bitch. Why would I want her cd?
My daughter was given the ball that bonked her on the head in a t ball game. Does that count?
I was homecoming loser my senior year in college. I paraded around the basketball court at half time of a basketball game in a gown with a boa escorted by my brother. One person said, "Who knew you could even get on the court? No one even knows you." Gee thanks.
SO every half marathon where I get a medallion makes up for it. It certainly does. I'm still looking for that girl in elementary school who could run fast. Are you running now? I'm finally running. No more forged notes to get out of recess.









