Yesterday my wife and I went to the US Tennis Clay Court Championships in Houston. It's held at the River Oaks Country Club, the epicenter for where the rich folks live in our fair city. Well, we had to park blocks and blocks away because...it was Wednesday, when they hold their big big fashion show. Yes, perhaps 100 sweet young things passing through the gates in their sun dresses, big bonnets and fu fu designer heels. And those were just the attendees! Geez, you just want to walk up to some of them and ask them what size shoe they wear. It was wonderful, but makes you feel gigantic, and old and, well, extremely male.
Fast forward to this morning when I went to the club for a Tabata workout. I had no idea what that was or what it entailed. Well, what it entailed was 25 sweet young things sweating away. And me. It was wonderful but, again, I felt gigantic and old and uncoordinated and, well, extremely male.
Excited with what's coming up next. Good things happen in 3's, right? Hugs, Michelle
