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Reminds me of the time my gym teacher made me have a competition with one of my classmates. 1966 Birthyear 55th Birthday T-Shirtwas relatively unfit and mostly didn’t try much in class, so he made me compete with the super athletic kid in a pushup competition – I had to get 10 before he could get 100. Pretty easy, I thought, even for me. That was until the teacher started us, and this guy starts doing about 2 pushups per second while staring me dead in the eyes with the most intensely blank stare I’ve ever seen. I wish I could paint a better picture, because by the time I stopped laughing enough to actually start he was already at like 70 or something.So I’m a swimmer, and back in the day I wasn’t bad at all. I was at practice with my team, and a local football star was swimming in the pool next to ours, working out.This guy is famously the nicest guy ever. He came up to us all doing our dry land training, and asked to race one of us in the pool. He asked our coach to put him against our fastest swimmer. Coach laughed and was like no, he’s tapering for a big meet, we can’t do that. So coach pointed at me, and said he could race me. I was a 12 year old girl, 5’3 on a good day. I mean, he was barely taller than me though.Football dude is super nice, and was like, that’s nice but I want a race. Coach was like, if you beat her you can race our top guy.So we raced. I obliterated him. He thought it was the greatest thing ever. This ripped football star got taken to the cleaners by a tiny girl. I didn’t even go all that fast, and he knew it. He was so awesome about it.People think they can swim fast until they go up against an actual swimmer. Same with your running story.Now if I tried to outrun this football guy, well, I mean I wouldn’t try. No contest, he’d jog and still lap me.
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I love greyhounds, but one time my poor little shepherd lab hybrid tried to catch one 1966 Birthyear 55th Birthday T-Shirt a dense wooded park. She’s blind in one eye and her depth perception was off, and when the greyhound zigzagged around a tree on a dime, my fmdog couldn’t keep up! She smacked into a tree so hard she called it quits. The greyhound moved on to its next target to antagonize pretty quickly.As a former dog track racer, and a professional dog park shit-stirrer, the question I’m most often asked is “How fast can you run?” I can be assured of hearing that question several times at any event I attend. It’s an interesting question, given myproclivity for speed, but there really isn’t one number to give, as my legs would always give me a little more speed if another dog started getting close.