Remember how proud I was that I accomplished that goal?
I haven't run a 5K since December 2011.
Because I am a lazy ass.
Actually, it's not because I'm lazy. I'm actually a pretty hard worker. It's just that this year, running wasn't a goal.
So it didn't happen.
In all fairness, I DID run half a half marathon (6.5 miles) in January. So that can kinda count for 2 5Ks, right? But March, April, May, June, I didn't do anything.
I miss doing 5Ks. I miss the people. I miss the buzz. I miss the feeling of accomplishment.
I don't miss the owie sore muscles & knees, but Gabe does a pretty good job of making me owie during our regular workouts.
Also, I miss Vic. Vic the Basterd.
I work out with Gabe now. Which I LOVE. But Vic and Gabe are usually not in the same place, so while I used to miss Gabe, now I miss Vic.
I can't wait to see him tomorrow!
He's going to see me, then he's gonna give me a hug. Then he's gonna say "Move your ass".
I'm gonna say "But I haven't run in a LONG time".
He's gonna say "Bullshit. No excuses." See? Basterd.
Then I'm gonna run as fast as I can for about 50 minutes. Old people and toddlers are going to leave me in their wakes. But when I finish the race, my friends will be there shouting for me.
|Happy Birthday ya Basterd! I love you!|