My top time has been just over 26 seconds.

It's seriously EVIL.

Thanks A LOT KIRA!

I completely admit to being competitive. I had 'soccer coach training' this week and I learned that I really and truly am a competitive freak. I have always ridden horses and you can't really get competitive while actually PERFORMING the sport... because you just have to concentrate on what you are doing. It's just you and your horse.

I was never on a 'team' in school... other than the swim team. Which I quit because you can only be called fat so many times before you don't want to put on a bathing suit. (Truly, 120 pounds when you are 14 may not be SKINNY, but it sure as hell ain't FAT...)

So when I got paired up with this cranky biatch other coach to play one on one soccer, I was a little nervous.

Until she kicked me in the shins a couple of times.

Then I was mad.

Apparently my temper and my competitive drive are inter-related.

I began to notice a little voice in my head growing "my ball, my ball... that's my g.d. ball, back off biatch!" Not the sort of thoughts you want your kids' soccer coach to have.

By the third kick in the shins (with our instructor saying "ooooh! Shin kick!" each time) I was ready to start getting a bit physical with this woman. I may have been leading with my shoulders and you might have thought I was leading with my elbows a little bit... and I was definitely throwing my weight around... because that skinny biatch other coach was goin' down baby.

I totally could have taken her. You know, if I weren't five months pregnant.