Relay racing

I’ll start this off by stating that the furthest I’ve ever gone in the sports world is last in long distance track running. That describes my level of physical ability. What I’ve discovered, however, is that I can rock relay racing when I’ve been blessed with such an incredible team of racers to run with.

I’m lucky, I recognize that. I have a significant amount of short comings as well, and i honour that in myself. But the best part about my journey is you. And all the lengths you go to be there with me. I couldn’t ask for more. (But you know I will because the further we get on the track, the more aware I become of those less fortunate pals who have not been given a fair chance)

(This next paragraph should be read in the voice of scooby Doo)

When I ask for more, it is not for me. It is for those who have no legs for running, or whose wings have been clipped, or whose Wanky criminalS who swear their swords on their rarms but are incapable of wielding it. They should be under Judge Judy’s leathered, stinky feet. They deserve nothing less than house arrest-do not pass go, do not collect 500, straight to jail from whenst ye blubbering arseholes came from. 

(The next sentence should be read by an East Indian British, openly gay, two-spirited, pansexual non-binary femme. Just a heads up)

goddamit now I’m craving jalapeƱo poppers !!! And chocolate ganache cake for dessert with homemaED strawberry topping. Ok i DO stress eat. Meh. Atleast I can handle my liquor. 

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Justina Grado

This is my method of public speaking without the embarrassment of getting up on stage and realizing that I’m not wearing pants.

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