Not The Fastest In This Race

| Related | September 19, 2013

(After spending the afternoon with my mom, and older sister and her two kids, we go to a local restaurant for dinner. My husband, who worked that day, meets us at the restaurant. He also happened to park our car right next to my mom’s car. As a family, we do a lot of bike races, triathlons, etc. so we have stickers all over our cars from our past races. Driving into the parking lot, my sister spots something.)

Sister: “Hey, that person did [local women’s only bike race] and [other women’s only bike race]!”

Me: “[Sister], you know that is my car, right?”

Sister: “…that makes sense…”

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