Okay... so for some reason I decided it would be a good idea to run with Gretchen in the Race for the Cure. It's a 5K, and it's this Sunday. I have only run in one 5K before, and I came in DEAD LAST. Seriously. Want Proof?http://starcitystriders.com/Results/jingle/jingle01/jingleage011.htm
Dawn Pellas and I only ran a couple of minutes the whole time. It was all fun and good, I got a long sleeved t-shirt out of it. But I'd be lying if I played this whole thing off. The truth is, I didn't really find it all that funny that I came in last. I'm a pretty competitive person... I like to do well in everything that I do. That's why I like to stick to things I'm good at! So... here I am, what? 4 years later... 30 pounds lighter... hoping for the best... but just praying that I don't come in last again.
I am scared. I don't feel ready. It's like a final. I wish I was ready, but I haven't really prepared.. or studied, now I'm going to try to pull it off anyway. Whew. I hope adrenalin is all it's cracked up to be.
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