*annoyed sigh* What?
What are you looking at?
Don't give me that look.
I'm not giving any look.
Bullshit. Yes you are.
Well, you know, you can hate me and get mad all you want but it's not going to change anything.
So it might make you temporarily feel better, but in the end, you know I'm right.
I'm just saying.
I know, alright?! I know the numbers don't lie. I know you are right and I hate it.
Well, what did you expect me to do?
What are you talking about?
Did you expect me to let you feel ready? *laughing* Do you HONESTLY think you were READY? Little Miss "I Ride Flat Road Fast"? Do you think that-matters--that it's all you need to do this?
*sulking* Sometimes I hate you.
But sometimes I really like you.
We have a dysfunctional relationship, you and I.
You're brutally honest. Sometimes you are too honest.
No such thing, sweetheart.
Dammit. You're right again.
So you know what you need to do.
Yeah. I know.
It's not what you want to hear. But I'm just gonna keep saying it until you listen to me.
No--you weren't. But I think I finally got your attention. This is your weakness. Not me, but THIS.
I know, OK?! I know I know I KNOW I KNOW....
HEY! SETTLE DOWN. Look, we can pull this off, but you need to start making it a priority. No more flat stuff. You, me, and that stupid course that broke you down last week.
That's what it's going to take. You don't make it a priority and you won't make it. Plain and simple.
I know. You're right again.
I hate it when you're right.
So are we cool again?
Yeah, we're cool.
Good. Now get your butt on me and go ride in the Valley with Jen and Sam.
I like swimming and running better.
I know you do. But in the end, it's all about me, baby.