Ever have mornings where you wake up and think, "HEY! I think it'd be a good idea to run a 5k race today, even though I haven't run since... December? November?"
Yeah, me neither.
Except the friend who invited me must have caught me off guard, and somehow I ended up at the starting line this morning. Lots of good-looking people around. And spritely little kids. I must love public humiliation!
Since I found out about the race at approximately 8 PM last night, I really didn't have much time to train. My strategy was to stay out really late (went to a late night showing of The Hunger Games!) and eat really rich, fattening cake as a late-night snack (Tuxedo Cheesecake by Costco... yummm). Dinner of champions.
I don't know my time yet, but I must say, I passed several folks around my age and stayed ahead of them, so I'm not feeling TOO badly... even though by the second mile I was struggling. My ankle never gave me trouble, either. Considering I ran a half marathon this summer, you'd think it'd be like riding a bike... nope. Not at all like riding a bike. Unless the bike is supposed to go up a steep incline, and you are trying to navigate tiny tots zipping past....
It's good to have your humble pie and eat it too!
Tonight I'm action tracking for my last derby game for a while (hopefully only a little while!)... and going to the afterparty, of course! Hopefully I won't stay out too late... last week I didn't get home until 3:30 AM. Don't tell my mother...
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