I am very happy to report that yesterday, in a stunning upset, I beat our gym teacher in an arm-wrestling contest. Regrettably, she felt the need to talk some sanitized smack before the match began (we were in the classroom and surrounded by students). The contest was extended, and there were several moments when it looked like the early favorite would triumph. However, my endurance prevailed, and I pushed her arm down to the surface.
She looked pretty surprised. (I was surprised, myself.)
And I say, if that's not a validation of all that jazzercise, I don't know what is.
1 comment:
congrats! it's the little victories really, isn't it?
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