So after the excitement of getting my double-under, I spent the entire time I was falling asleep Friday night discounting myself. Why, you might ask?
1) You don't have to be thin/in shape to get a double under.
2) It doesn't get you on the white board.
3) It doesn't require strength.
4) I still can't run a mile.
5) Blah blah blah blah blah
Seriously, if I spoke to other people the way I speak to myself, I'd be the biggest bitch anyone has ever met.
But one thing that was pretty cool:
When I was younger, I went to camp every summer. (NOT BAND CAMP, thank you very much). Anyways, there was a summer that we had to do this hike that I couldn't for the life of me do. It was hard. Now, the following summer I came back and OWNED that hike, but I still remember the counselor, Robb, having to walk with me and coach me up this stupid 3 mile hill. Well, we are FB friends and he wrote on my wall, "Congrats on the DUs, I'm still slaving away on the singles..." Which definitely gave the inner Rachel a smile. Not that he is doing singles...but more that I have come that far.
I'm really lucky.
That is all.
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