Okay....so a few people have made me fully aware of the fact that cats have NINE lives not SEVEN.
So....I stand correct and thus have 2 more near death experiences to add to my previous post.
7. Followed by a scary man on my way to my friend's house when I was in second grade. I seriously almost got kidnapped. I ran for my life and have never been more scared ever! I don't even know if he was going to offer candy.
8. Once in Mexico, my family buried me in the sand. Up to my neck. Well, the tide rose and several waves came crashing over my head. I was taking breaths between waves, it was so crazy! The sand weighed a million pounds on my body as it got wet. Everyone started freaking out and Marielle was nice enough to try and hold my head above the water while my family snapped pictures. My favorite part was definitely when a women came by on her horse and wanted me to hold a rope while she ran off on her horse and tried to yank me out of the sand. More like yanking my arms off!
So....that leaves my 9th life!
Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
7 lives
It's said that a cat has SEVEN lives right??!
Well then....I too must have seven lives.
Am I a cat? Well, some might argue that I am.
I mean...I could be considered a Cougar.
I am a BYU graduate and....sometimes I date younger men.
Well....I've died just about seven times.
1. Once while living in Hawaii, I hitch-hiked to get home with my friend Marielle. Turns out, we were picked up by a drug dealer. Probably not such a good idea. I kinda feared for our lives.
2. Crashed super hard wakeboarding. I was afraid to open my eyes because I thought my eyeballs had popped out. It hurt so bad.
3. "The" breakup. Seriously thought for a minute that I might die from a broken heart. Don't worry, I've found the missing pieces and I'm as good as new.
4. My first triathlon. I literally thought I was going to die during the swim. The wet suit was constricting me and I didn't feel like a could breathe. Thought I might suffocate. Just about died right there in the water.
5. Got a "last minute deal" on a hotel room in Rome. Super sketchy. Not only was I nervous about sleeping there for four nights but also leaving all of our belongings there while we went out for Thanksgiving dinner. Crazy Americans!
6. And most recently.....I thought I was having a heart attack. I stayed up all night, nervous that I might have a heart defect because I was experiencing pain in my left shoulder. Turns out I just had bicep tendinitis. It had nothing to do with my heart!
AND....
Well...I guess that leaves me one more life to live.
Here's to 2011
And although I'm sure there will be plenty more breakups, sketching situations, scary people, hard crashes, and the last 5 miles of a race where I just don't think there is any way I am going to make it....
I am excited!! Going to make it a good one!
Well then....I too must have seven lives.
I mean...I could be considered a Cougar.
I am a BYU graduate and....sometimes I date younger men.
Well....I've died just about seven times.
1. Once while living in Hawaii, I hitch-hiked to get home with my friend Marielle. Turns out, we were picked up by a drug dealer. Probably not such a good idea. I kinda feared for our lives.
2. Crashed super hard wakeboarding. I was afraid to open my eyes because I thought my eyeballs had popped out. It hurt so bad.
3. "The" breakup. Seriously thought for a minute that I might die from a broken heart. Don't worry, I've found the missing pieces and I'm as good as new.
4. My first triathlon. I literally thought I was going to die during the swim. The wet suit was constricting me and I didn't feel like a could breathe. Thought I might suffocate. Just about died right there in the water.
5. Got a "last minute deal" on a hotel room in Rome. Super sketchy. Not only was I nervous about sleeping there for four nights but also leaving all of our belongings there while we went out for Thanksgiving dinner. Crazy Americans!
6. And most recently.....I thought I was having a heart attack. I stayed up all night, nervous that I might have a heart defect because I was experiencing pain in my left shoulder. Turns out I just had bicep tendinitis. It had nothing to do with my heart!
AND....
Well...I guess that leaves me one more life to live.
Here's to 2011
And although I'm sure there will be plenty more breakups, sketching situations, scary people, hard crashes, and the last 5 miles of a race where I just don't think there is any way I am going to make it....
I am excited!! Going to make it a good one!
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