tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post4353650032527853185..comments2023-07-09T06:46:29.763-07:00Comments on So, this is a treadmill: "So, why IS there a quarter in your scrapbook?"nzformehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982194544873836336noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-71824619715309964502003-11-08T10:42:00.000-08:002003-11-08T10:42:00.000-08:00Wow! I've got to say, I can't even do one regular...Wow! I've got to say, I can't even do one regular push-up. I am seriously impressed with your ability! I wish I would have taken the time to save my one athletic award in my scrapbook...oh wait...I've never won an award. Good reading by the way!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-77219491949624083252003-11-08T11:08:00.000-08:002003-11-08T11:08:00.000-08:00Well, you got me beat by two skating rinks widths....Well, you got me beat by two skating rinks widths. And then some. Like I said in one of your earlier entries, I don't even do jumping jacks.<br><br>I ride an ellipses machine. And sit.<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-51615935510015855062003-11-08T11:55:00.000-08:002003-11-08T11:55:00.000-08:00Athletics? What's THAT? I think I loathe playing s...Athletics? What's THAT? I think I loathe playing sports even more than I loathe watching them. Not that I fault anyone who loves them -- it's just not me. But what you have is even better than major athletic achievement: the ability to tell a story and tell it well. Keep 'em coming!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-31332413588445536802003-11-08T12:50:00.000-08:002003-11-08T12:50:00.000-08:00Do you remember the arm hang? Not quite a chin up ...Do you remember the arm hang? Not quite a chin up because you didn't go up and down, just hung suspended with elbows bent, chin above the bar. I was the nerdy back-brace girl and guess what? Part of my physical therapy was to hang suspended from a bar my parents installed in our basement. I kicked butt in that event and put the class jock to SHAME. I wasn't even twitchy in the head-to-head final round. A shining moment I had forgetten till just now. Thanks for bringing it back to me!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-48919196001625002202003-11-08T13:31:00.000-08:002003-11-08T13:31:00.000-08:00Oh wow... I never won anything for athletic abilit...Oh wow... I never won anything for athletic ability. I was always the nerd who won the occasional spelling bee and short story contest. Oh, how I wish I could throw a softball or do pull ups. Instead, you'd find me cowering in fear from fly balls and hiding behind the bleachers half the time so the coach wouldn't see me. I don't really miss those days at all! At all! Great entry! I'll be back!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-15595108717686468222003-11-08T15:01:00.000-08:002003-11-08T15:01:00.000-08:00I love this story!I also had a stint with softball...I love this story!<br>I also had a stint with softball one season. I was out in left field literally (and figuratively!) My shining moment? The ball finally came to me, I grabbed it up and threw it with all of my might to the third baseman....it zipped right past her and into a trash can nearby. I guess you could say I provided the comic relief for the team from that moment on!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-61199027826649885042003-11-08T20:02:00.000-08:002003-11-08T20:02:00.000-08:00A quarter?! Come on, you could have taken that ki...A quarter?! Come on, you could have taken that kid for a whole DOLLAR!<br>Great story!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133810669455539532.post-31167174808720779042003-11-11T23:55:00.000-08:002003-11-11T23:55:00.000-08:00awwww! I could never do that damn Presidential Fi...awwww! I could never do that damn Presidential Fitness Test either. I was a fat kid in junior high. Who can do pull ups when they weigh a ton? My grandmother ended up putting me on the slimfast diet in seventh grade, just in time for my growth spurt. Then I was underweight. I wish I could go back to THOSE days!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com