So, as a 16-ish year old, I was on my way out of gymnastics but stopped to snap one last picture.
I was originally going to showcase my talent for ridiculous limericks, but realized today that that’s no fun at all. Well, not as much fun. I felt the need to step it up a notch. So what does a pushing 31 ex-gymnastic do for a stupid blogger trick? While training for a half marathon running like crazy with legs wound tightly like little metal coils? Who has not worked on flexibility in years?
Try to recapture her youth 15 years later. As MizFit would say, please to enjoy. As Quix would say, please forgive the HORRIBLY unflattering outfit. Thinking I was not.
And just to not dissapoint anyone who wanted a limerick –
There once was a girl named Quix
Who liked to write limericks
She tried a standing split
Then on the ground she did sit
And to console her, a drink she did fix
…yes, it is true, I did fall over right after the last one was snapped. To quote Toby Keith, I ain’t as good as I once was, but once, I’m good as I ever was.
On that note, Happy Holidays from me, Zliten, and the leezards!