I woke up this morning with what appears to be a head cold.
Fan-freakin'-tastic.
Just in time for the Thanksgiving Day Turkey Trot.
I went running anyway.
My first mile was just over 9 minutes.
For real this time.
I was able to keep the pace for another half mile.
I turned around to head the other direction, the wind hit me head-on, and I completely fell apart.
I ended up walking at least 3/4 of the final 1 1/2 because my lungs felt like they were on fire.
This afternoon I drove down to pick up my race packet.
There was a large group of gay males standing outside chatting with one another.
One asked another, "So, are you running the 5K?"
And the other replied, "OH-EM-GEE. PUH-LEASE. Like, why would I pay $25 to enter a race where it would only take 15 minutes to finish?"
I almost chimed in and said, "Yeah, I know! As if! I mean, if I'm going to run, I'm totally getting my money's worth!"
2 comments:
I forgot about the Turkey Trot! I need to go pick up my packet. If you lose your wind, you can huff and puff next to me while I walk.
Hahahaha you should have chopped him in the throat. I know I'm getting MY money's worth! I'm paying almost a $1.50 per minute to run that sucker! That's less than those fast people out there...that's what I'm telling me anyways.
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