Pretend to be Nice

Teacher-Moms, on the edge…

5K…I should probably do some math conversion.

I’ve been running for over 6 months now.  No really – about 2.5 miles a day 4-5 days a week.  It’s inside and on a treadmill, but I’m doing it.  Several weeks ago while Leah was at basketball practice, Julia and I decided to take it outside.  I figured she was my cheap motivation so I wouldn’t be tempted to cheat.  Thank goodness she was there, because there is no way I would have finished 2 miles on my own.   I had no idea the mountains in the DFW metroplex were so big!  Maybe not Everest or McKinley, but Guadalupe Peak for sure.

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I made it, but I didn’t like it.

So I ran some more – inside – trying to get my confidence back and brave the great outdoors again.  This time it was during soccer practice.  Good thing there were lots of people around to keep me motivated or I’m sure I would have stopped and walked.  (My real motivation was fear of one of my soccer-mom friends seeing me “taking a break” – they know me, I’d never pull off the break excuse.)  Again – I made it, but I didn’t like it.

Back to the treadmill.  I either don’t get it or I’m a glutton for punishment because the next step was getting talked into running a 5K.  I’ll be fun she said.  It’s only 3 miles she said.  (But why does it sound so much further?)

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Today’s the day.  I’m going to do it but I’m pretty sure I’m not going to like this either.  I haven’t run for two weeks!  I don’t know what happened to me!  It was Spring Break and I was so excited about getting stuff done around the house while the girls were at my parents’ that I really didn’t have time (and cold beer was calling my name).  And this past week has been crazy. [excuses]

Now I’m in full panic mode.  Last night I had a candy bar, and while I was washing it down with a beer I texted my friend to confess my sins.  What I really said was, “I heard it was going to rain.”  It still didn’t get me out of it, apparently people run in the rain.  D U M B !  This morning I had a screwdriver for breakfast…because OJ is what people drink for breakfast and because I’m still a little scared about tonight.  I figured the shock of not drinking at all was way worse than the shock of actually running.

Cross your fingers – here it goes!

I made it!  And it wasn’t bad. bl time There was a lot of walking to get to the starting point, there was a lot more standing around and waiting than I anticipated, and there were a lot more people than I expected.  But other that than that it was good!

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Check that off the list!  What’s next?

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