
So I AM an athlete! I’ve never been in a race, ever, and I finished a triathlon on Sunday. I’ve been training for months, but in the days before the race I was in a panic. What the hell did I get myself into? I CAN’T do this. Swim in the San Francisco Bay – you gotta be kidding me!!
Thinking about the swim was the scariest part, and although my friend Deborah and I were the last ones out of the water (besides the people who quit); we finished and ran out and up the ramp holding hands. In the water I kept singing “keep swimming, keep swimming” like Dora from Finding Nemo. Then 12 miles on the bike and a 2.5 mile run – adrenaline kicked in and I sprinted over the finish line, completing the race in 1:56 where I thought it’d take me 2.5 hours. I’m still so high about it all!!
So, but what does this have to do with art…. I keep thinking about how we define ourselves.
If you say you’re an artist, you’re an artist.
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