guest post | chelsea with anchors aweigh

day 5 of vacation | should be at cedar point today!

Hello Taking Steps Home readers! My name is Chelsea, and I blog over at Anchors Aweigh. Amy is one of the sweetest women I have had the pleasure of meeting through the blog world, so I am so excited to be taking over her little slice of the Internet for a day. Amy asked me to share a funny story with you all, so I thought I would tell you all about the time my twin sister and I switches places in high school. I have an identical twin sister, so it would have been sad not to pull the old switcharoo at least once, right? Here’s a picture of us (I’m on the left, she’s on the right).

We have always looked a lot alike, and senior year of high school, we decided to take advantage of that. After all, it would be criminal not to switch places and have a little fun, right? That was our view anyway. We switched places once in English class and got away with it, but we wanted to really have some fun with it. She ran track in high school, and I played tennis. I was at her track meet one afternoon to cheer her on, and she told me she didn’t really feel like running her second race (the mile). We grinned and instantly saw an opportunity. We went to the bathroom as ourselves and came out completely switched. Let me preface the race with this: I am not a runner. Never had been, but this was just too good to pass up. 

I did some obnoxious stretches on the field as word got around the stands that it was actually me about to run.The gun went off, and everyone sprinted off! What?! I thought this was the mile and we were supposed to pace ourselves. I ran my little heart out and expected “my” coach to tell me I was doing a great job. I could tell by his face he was disappointed with my performance, so I pointed to my stomach and yelled “cramp!”. I was feeling fine, but I needed an excuse for why I was apparently running so much slower than usual. Everyone in the stands was cheering for “me”, which was quite the adrenaline rush! I ran the fastest mile time I have ever run and actually came in second to last place- I saw this as an accomplishment in and of itself since the poor girl I beat actually ran track. 

So here’s the downside. The coaches found out, and the athletic department decided they needed to make an example out of us for other twins (cue giggling from us), so we both had to sit out on our next meet. It happened to be district, which was a huge disappointment that I had to deal with for a while, but it’s a fun story to tell and a great story for the twin and I to look back on. 

Here are a few throwbacks from that wonderful senior year of high school. Can you tell us apart??