Ow....Ow....Ow....Ow....

There's a new sound I make when I walk the day after a run. If it didn't hurt so much, I might laugh.

(I know this because I have laughed at Heather many times while she hobbles around the salon the day after she runs FOURTEEN FREAKING MILES [Heather is crazy])

But I've got better news than how many times I can say "ow" in a row before someone smacks me!

I've had more bursts of idiocy!!

I'm going to run a 5K in Gregory on August 3rd!! I'm hoping my brother, mom, and an aunt will be joining me. I'm also hoping to be able to run/jog most of it, but I just keep reminding myself...

I'M DOING IT. I'm doing a freaking 5K. So what if I have to walk a bit?

Then on August 24th I have the daunting Zombie 10K.

(Also known as the race that started this whole mess)

And on September 8th there is a 9-11 Memorial 5K in downtown Brighton that sounded like it would be nice to do.

I'm gonna be one busy girl this summer!!

(Good. Less time to eat!)