So this week-end is the Muddy Buddy race. For all of you who don’t know what this is, check it out b/c its wicked fun and I highly recommend finding a buddy and signing up: http://www.muddybuddy.com/
In fact just to show you how much fun it is, take a gander at this gem:

Anyway, my buddy Tori and I are proudly Team Heffa and this year we were all set to bring home the gold. We took 3rd place last year and were mere seconds outside of first. So this was going to be our big year, and then Righty happened. Tori was actually there when Righty happened (in fact if it weren’t for her I’d still be in MD with all my belongs strewn about Rico’s parents house) and I suspect she has known all along that this week-end would come and go without Team Heffa in the starting blocks. I knew it too but refused to say it out loud until I got to today. So here we are at today and Righty is not ready. My PT girl so gently put it this way . . .
“oh you’ve healed enough to do your race thing but I 100% guarantee that you’ll damage your ankle worse than before and you’ll be back on crutches for weeks”
Well peeps you don’t have to tell me that twice, or at all really. I am still walking with a slight limp, I can’t stand on my tip toes (but really who needs do to that) and I still have to hold on the railing when I go up and down stairs. So, the Muddy Buddy will go on without me (though hopefully not w/o Team Heffa – we’re trying get Chris to be my stand it, we look a lot a like, no, not at all) . I can’t say I am excited about it but I can say that I can live with it. Instead of running and riding and muddying, Righty and I will be cheering and mocking Kelly and Erica, Tori and Chris as they make their way through the muck. And Team Heffa will live to race another day.
3 comments:
Who stands on tip toes? Well, I did this weekend. To reach the cabinet above the fridge. I'm 5'8". Just sayin.... not mentioning how many inches taller that is then a certain someone. Just sayin....
Ditto....
If you plan on kissing any boys goodnight, you may have to be on your tippity of tippity of tip toes. I have to do it just to get a hug from String Bean!
I was going to say to Liz's comment, well that is why God invented stools. However, dragging a stool along with me on dates might not be the smoothest things in the world. Of course even on a stool i'm still only hugging the string beans belly buton ; )
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