So I’ve finally reached the point in my training for Javelin where I am starting to bring up the intensity some and believe me I am feeling the pain from this lovely sport. You can never deny the days where you roll out of bed and convince yourself that you have traveled to the future and have now become 30 years older. Those first couple steps of absolute soreness tend to get the best of you. You come to discover muscles that you didn't think you had anymore...I find that this thought crosses my mind often, especially when I am getting back in the swing of things.

Then come the questionable others.."can smaller girls really throw anything that far?" The opportunity has arrived for me to prove to everyone that smaller girls can be good at throwing instead of getting the typical shocked look on there faces when I share with others that I am a thrower. I don't really consider myself a "weakling" and I think others are beginning to realize that as well. Then the next question asked is almost always "well...how far do you throw?" with doubt in their voices. Granted I’m no record holder but I can hit some good marks.