Excuses...

I had to be at church tonight for a meeting. Little M and I got there before somebody with a key arrived to open the church. So, we decided to race in the parking lot.

I lost.

We tried again...

I lost, again.

One last time...

Again, I lost.

I don't get it. How can a 4 yr old run faster than I do? I mean, I really ran too! I tried my hardest. ESPECIALLY when she beat me the first time! Then I tried even harder! When I told Jeff, he said "Well, you run funny..." I explained "No! I ran the right way and everything!" So then he said "Well, you're a heart patient..." Whatever. My thought? Maybe I'm just out of shape? Could that possibly be? Nah...