I think I need to pee in a cup. ME? Ms. "I can come up with any excuse not to exercise to include but not limited to alien invasion" is going to "DO A 5K"????
Yep, I'm gonna. On February 18, there is a fundraiser here in town that has a serious 5K, a walk/run, and a family walk/run. Since The Hubs is going to be off out of state doing things
On March 31, there is a 5K down the road a piece that I'm going to attempt to run the majority of the way. I'm starting Couch to 5K today, and the timing is right for me to be able to run the 3.1 miles by then. And if I don't run the whole thing I'm not going to beat myself up. I mean, really - I worked out 5 days last week, the first time since senior year track practice. I'll just be fucking proud I finished!
Then. AND THEN. Oh shit. On April 7? The Hubs and I are attempting a half marathon down in Lynchburg - the Jack Daniels 13.1. Seriously, I just want the t-shirt. I hope to run/jog 3.1 of it, and walk the rest. There's a four hour time limit. I got this shit.
Even worse? Better? I don't fucking know - On April 28, I just got talked into the Nashville Rock and Run for St. Judes. Evidently I'm "a pussy" if I don't. Well fuck THAT. Challenge ACCEPTED.
AND THEN... In October, I plan on doing a half with my gal pals Katrina and Courtney in Kansas City. The three of us were in the Alpha Phi house at Washburn University together, and not only are we sisters in that sense, I would very much choose them to be my sisters, period. They make me laugh until I pee, and then laugh at me for peeing. They're awesome that way.
Any running tips, playlist suggestions, motivation would be greatly appreciated. I'm going to try to do this without any major injury, as we know how graceful I am. Thank GOD there's no flights of stairs involved. Otherwise, I'd totally need my money back.