I like to provide entertainment for people. Making people laugh is my absolute favorite thing to do. I also like to smacktalk. I have no filter normally and when it comes to trash talking, my mouth just has a mind of its own. There’s an English teacher here, Annie, who mentioned something about a race. We were watching the students at our fall sports meeting and I promptly told Annie I could beat her at a race. I said if I wore my “fast” socks, she’d be in trouble. She smiled and accepted my ignorant challenge.
We decided to do a 400 m sprint during a break on the final day of the sports meeting. We good-naturedly teased each other, although in my mind I was pretty sure she was going to win. She’s trim and in shape. I haven’t seen many overweight people since we’ve been here and I’m dying to know their secret. They eat steamed buns for breakfast and rice at every lunch.
Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of us crossing the finish line. There’s no lense that moves that fast. I’ll just say there will be a rematch and maybe that race will be a little longer. Annie is very good at short-distance running. I am not good at any type of running, nor do I particularly enjoy it, but I’ll give it another try on the off-chance that maybe Annie will have sore muscles or a head cold that day. There will be no more sprinting.
