This is what propelled me to do an hour of aerobics BEFORE work today.

"Hello, Thank you for calling [Local Catholic School], how can I help you?"

"Um... I'm calling about a notice I saw...  for a...  2 mile...  race, in... *gulp*... April?"

"Oh, sure!  What can I tell you about it?!"

"Um... is it too... competitive?  I mean, you see, it's maybe going to be my first race, and I kind of want to know what I am getting into."

"Well, let's put it this way.  Bringing up the rear is usually a line of mommies with baby carriages."

"I think I can beat that.  And it's, what?  $10?"

"Yep!  And that includes the t-shirt!"

So I did it.  April 17.  Right now, I have the urge to say EAT THAT B-WORDS, but it's Lent, so I can't. 

2 miles is nothing, y'all.  I have been maintaining 3.2 (!) with very, very little walking.  I'm going to be fine.  I just have to stop myself from picturing winning.  I will NOT be winning.  Only goal is to finish.  Don't care how long it takes.  Don't care if the stroller-mommies beat me (of COURSE that is a lie).  It's just about finishing.

My first race! YEAH!

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  • 2/24/2010 11:09 AM SmplyUnprdctble wrote:
    I'm sorry, the only way I'm running is if a monster is chasing after me. And even then, it's a guy in a mask and he would have gotten away with it if it wasn't for those meddling kids!
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  • 2/24/2010 7:00 PM Angel wrote:
    I would totally run that with you if I were there. I could handle 2 miles... I think.
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  • 2/24/2010 7:02 PM Angel wrote:
    I would run that with you if I were there! I don't run, nor exercise but I might be able to actually finish that race... last place behind the strollers but definitely a finish
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    1. 2/25/2010 12:40 PM Princess Sparklepants wrote:
      I wish you were here!!! If I get Totally Radically Fabulously Awesome at this running thing, I could go to Chi-town for a marathon.

      But that is highly unlikely to happen.  Alas.

      Last night, my dad was all, "Wow, this is great!  What's your goal?"

      Me:  "Um... I, um... well, it's my first race.  My goal is to finish."

      Dad:  "At least in under 1/2 hour, right?  I mean, that's a brisk walk."

      Me:  "I know, but I sometimes jog slower than I walk..."

      It's all good.
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