enfinblue's Bluey (credit to Fifi for the nickname!) Diaryland Diary
"I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with all my heart." -Vinc3nt V@n Gogh ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Me being me. With a few pints in me. Comme d'habitude. :) OK. So you guys know me a little bit by now. You'll forgive me my flaming nostalgia. I just had one of the loveliest evenings of my life. It was with my former coach. I was the mature me who has sorted out many things in her life. At the same time I was 25 again and with the man whom I considered to be a second father. It was beautiful. I was fast again; I was winning the bronze medal in the 1998 track championships again. I want I want I want to run fast again. I want to desire--and believe that I can--run in the Olympics again. I want to be young again. But I am not too old to run fast again. Of course, J. was blowing sunshine up my arse about this this evening. But I am not old. And with two beers and two pints of cider in me I believe, just for a minute, that I will once again run like the wind. I have the wind in my sails. Bad Larry did not respond to my note of yesterday. But did I really expect him to admit his cowardice? Not so much. I am 28 again, 54 kg and 168 cm and I am running across the Tower Bridge in London. I am running along the Thames and I am bleeding but I am smiling. I am the happiest that I have ever been in my life. The man whom I adore is standing on the Blackfriars Bridge calling my name. Old ladies on the side of the road are calling, "Canada! Canada!" I want to cry I am so |12:48 a.m. - 2007-05-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | ||||||
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