Not Last Place!

This Morning I ran in a 5k in Magna. I had 3 goals: To not be last, to beat my old 5k time (35:oo or so), and to beat the big, fat, scary lady in a swimsuit and strechy pants. I accomplished 2, and yes, I did beat the swimsuit lady. There were some interesting people. Thee was a shrivled old man in really short green shorts. There was a boy in a Toga thing. And, of course, There was Afro Kenyan Headband Man. He talked to me for like half of the race, but I was so out of breath I couldn't really talk to him or all the police officers. But Of course the 2 skinny and athletic cousins(Meranda and Peter) had to show Aunt Chris and I up. Peter took 2nd out of all the people, and Meranda was up there to. And then I had to go do a Flag Ceremony at the church and my mom wouldn't let me shower. So, I am the big, giant sweaty kid, whose face is all red, who looks like he is going to pass out, in front of a whole bunch of people putting a flag up practically all by myself. Oh well, I guess you could say I am just an overachiever!!!!