I nod and keep counting. "31,32,33,34..." I finnally get to one hundered. "100." I put the weight down and take a sip of my water.
I stand and walk over to the mirror. I put my hair in a fish-tail braid and put on shorts and a tee shirt that cuts off right above my belly button. I put on purple coverse to go with my purple shorts and white tee.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain