I’m a big quitter at heart. In middle school I signed up for track and made it through about a week before I timidly knocked on my mom’s bedroom door one morning and told her I wasn’t going to go anymore. My reason? Um, I had to get up early and there seemed to be running involved. (I wasn’t the brightest child.)
This weekend I came across one of those inspirational plaques in a store (we all know I’m a fan of those) and Snarky Girl reared her ugly head again. The original looked something like this (I can’t change the ‘you are wrong’ underlines):
My version? More like this:
Luckily, I saw a kid tonight who is not a quitter! He had turned his bike into a one-man snowplow. He had a snow shovel wedged onto the handlebar of his bike and was stuck in a drift, but he just kept peddling. You go, kid.