tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post3436273881720106411..comments2023-10-17T02:54:55.895-05:00Comments on Concordian Sisters of Perpetual Parturition: Race strategyRebekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11129136210164478753noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-16510799733313171532009-03-10T11:57:00.000-05:002009-03-10T11:57:00.000-05:00No no no, the BEST race is when you puke BEFORE th...No no no, the BEST race is when you puke BEFORE the race!!! :D<BR/><BR/>Once, before a big meet, I awoke feeling somewhat nauseated after ingesting copious amounts of food in an effort to "carb load" the night before. After a post-warm up cleanse, barf style, I ran the best race of the season!<BR/><BR/>I had no idea any of you CSPP authors were among the ranks of the crazies for life club...congrats and may the most pain win!!! ;)<BR/><BR/>I'll take three shirts: one for running in, one for birthing in, and one for wearing to church voters meetings (for my husband's encouragement of course)....or as I wait for my husband's return each evening while children run naked and swinging from ceiling fans...Melrosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08439670225934244188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-15896342491907980832009-03-10T10:18:00.000-05:002009-03-10T10:18:00.000-05:00Rallying cry, indeed! I'm not even a pretend runne...Rallying cry, indeed! <BR/><BR/>I'm not even a pretend runner. But I want in on the T-shirt, anyway. :DDawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14546489539063088564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-25378608445787525412009-03-10T09:31:00.000-05:002009-03-10T09:31:00.000-05:00I am SO not a real runner, which maybe explains wh...I am SO not a real runner, which maybe explains why I stink at all this. :PRebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11129136210164478753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-5210386750520261502009-03-10T08:46:00.000-05:002009-03-10T08:46:00.000-05:00Ha. I used to run competitvely too. My husband a ...Ha. I used to run competitvely too. My husband a former runner always said a good race was one where you almost throw up crossing the finish line. Then, you know you gave it your all. <BR/><BR/>Ahh. The good ol' days. I miss racing and the mental games.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-73848413844674595612009-03-10T04:05:00.000-05:002009-03-10T04:05:00.000-05:00Amen!Amen!Thursday's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13302061328797620494noreply@blogger.com