Besting My Time!
On Friday, I walked my 6th run/walk race. I wish I could run it, but thanks to my lovely genetics wherein my knees become jelly at the blink of an eye, I can no longer run on these pitiful old knees. And so I walk.
I figure, I've logged 700 some miles since I started this every day, 3 miles a day journey, and you can tell it in my calves. They are getting stronger and more defined!
So, when I signed up for the black cat chase, I was pretty excited because it would have been the first time EVER that I have properly trained for an event like this. Shoot! I have been doing a 5K every single day since June!
But Friday's weather turned nasty. Cold nasty. Rainy nasty. Miserable nasty. And I dressed for it.
I figure, I've logged 700 some miles since I started this every day, 3 miles a day journey, and you can tell it in my calves. They are getting stronger and more defined!
So, when I signed up for the black cat chase, I was pretty excited because it would have been the first time EVER that I have properly trained for an event like this. Shoot! I have been doing a 5K every single day since June!
But Friday's weather turned nasty. Cold nasty. Rainy nasty. Miserable nasty. And I dressed for it.
I'm the one dressed like a BIG ole dweeb ... complete with scarf. Can we say SILLY GOOBER?
Oh well. I shaved 5 minutes off of my time, and that is all I care about. If I looked like a total idiot on the race course, fine. Which, now that I think about it, I probably DID look like a total idiot, based on all the crazy looks I got from Frankfort's finest...
Oh well!
Oh well. I shaved 5 minutes off of my time, and that is all I care about. If I looked like a total idiot on the race course, fine. Which, now that I think about it, I probably DID look like a total idiot, based on all the crazy looks I got from Frankfort's finest...
Oh well!
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