Picture credit: The Mister.
Interesting use of light, eh?
I like it.
I also like how my right eye makes me look slightly alien-ish.
Speaking of me being alienish and odd:
I have decided to run a 5k this year
Or should I say,
a 5k has decided that I should run it.
February 27th, to be exact.
How is someone that hates running deciding to run a 5k, you ask?
Here is the story:
My friend Tara did this program a few months ago called "Couch to 5k". Starts out slow, builds up endurance. I heard her story and looked at her pictures of being tired and pink-cheeked after the run, and she looked so proud.
I thought, I want to look like that! And I want to enjoy this young, healthy body when I can. You never know when either of those things will slip out from under you.
So, I had sort of wanted to do it, but I knew I wouldn't stick with it unless I had a specific end-date, and friends to come along. So the other day I emailed Tara and another friend Heather (who had decided to start the program the week before I did), and told them about this February 27th gig, and asked them if they wanted to all do the same race. Get a little peer pressure factor on this thing. They said Yes!, and Yes! and now I am in shoulder deep.
Nervous? Yes.
