get out of my pajamas, run, or do anything that required me leaving the couch for more than 10 minutes at a time. it's 5 pm.
i keep telling myself that i will get up and run some. yes if you are wondering, i did actually work today...besides my brother sent me this text this morning:
"just slammed a grey goose bloody in the ATL airport, gonna be a good vacation"
i officially hate him. he is headed to punta cana? maybe, i don't know, i stopped listening when i saw the price tag, that i couldn't go, that i would be at work, and that it is supposed to be 44 tomorrow.
these are all besides the point. it's 5:07 and i haven't run. i did brush my teeth and made a real live lunch.
maybe just maybe, i'll get my ass in gear and get a run in. but in the meantime, remember when i ran the inaugural hot chocolate 15k 2 weekends ago and i said i shouldn't get dressed in the dark anymore? well here's why...
|fierce determination face?|
as my and hot chocolates first 15k experience i don't really know how to judge my time. but i didn't die, i didn't walk and i had no knee pain. so for the first race of the new year, i'll take it.