Friday, October 10, 2008


I am my father's daughter. I mean, I definitely have traces of my mother (our love for books, hatred for random noises, same writing mind...I mean the list goes on), but when looking at my physical, my Dad and I are twins. We have the same speed of light metabolism, smile, body structure, eyes, hair...So when I ponder what I will look like 50 years, I just look at my Dad.

Due to my fast-acting, ever-racing metabolism, plus my un-dying love for running, I must constantly look to my hero: Michael Phelps.

True confession, after watching him swim in the Olympics this year, I got really excited, put on my Target bikini, a pair of speedo goggles, and swam 50 lengths in the pool at our apartment complex. So it was more likely 2 lengths compared to an olympic pool, but you get the drift. I had to stop at every turn and catch my breath, and I can't even begin to imagine what a complete fool I looked like. What kept me going was the announcer's voice in my head, "Can you believe this woman started swimming only four years ago? And in her apartment complex?! Wow. Talk about the American dream. This is IT!" BUT I must say that since that fateful day, I have seen people swimming laps in the pool, too. They must have seen me, and gotten the Michael Phelps bug. I would like to think I started a revolution.

Since then I have dropped swimming. (Can you really drop something that you have never started?) But I still look to M.P. for advice. I am a 23 year old stuck in a 12 year old's body, with a 40 year old's brain. Yes, I am surprised too that I have not had an identity crisis. BUT so that my physical year does not drop below 12, I must ALWAYS ask myself: What Would Michael Phelps Eat?

This of course, comes from the impressive fact that M.P. can eat 12,000 calories a day and can not break 200 lbs, and, of course, the indoctrination of my sunday school fundraisers of the ever so popular, W.W.J.D. bracelets. Maybe my worlds will collide and I will find myself looking to some author who suggests, What Would Jesus Eat? Let's give this man props, he does include red wine, it's good for the heart.

On the Menu:
Oatmeal with blueberries. 100 calories

crap. 11,900 more to go.


Kristina P. said...

I'm sure I could somehow manage to eat 12,000 calories. I probably already eat half that.

Heather of the EO said...

You are so funny!

I love the picture of you and your dad!

I'm close to my dad, so I just felt all gooey inside looking at that photo. Cause ya, everyone mentions our physical likeness. I also have his speed of light metabolism. But I have to say that it's not quite so fast after 30! :)

I should take up running...or MP