Where is the justice in life?
I was in a bike race on Sunday. It was in Masterton and you could either participate in the 50km or 100km race. I cowardly opted for the 50km. When I was 5km from the finish line I was congratulating myself for my cowardly nature. I was knackered. For some strange reason you were always riding into the wind. This did not please me!!!!!!!!!!!
What really upset me, was 3km from the finish, a rather large lady passed me. I tried to catch her, but I couldnt no matter how hard I tried.
Now I dont rate myself as sexist, nor do I have a problem with largish people, but the fact was, here we had a bike straining under the weight of a big bottomed lady, passing me. I have been training for months, I have lost 10kg, gained muscles that I didnt know existed, biked hundreds of km's in all weather and I get passed by someone who looks as if they have dined on MacDonalds burgers, chips and chocolate pudding for most of their lives.
Where is the justice in life??????
I passed the finish line depressed.