The Ten

I guess it's time to talk about the 10K I did on Saturday.

It actually wasn't a 10 K, it was half of a half marathon.

A half marathon is 13.1094 miles.  I ran half of that:  6.5547 miles.

A 10K is only 6.2 miles.

I ran an extra 0.3547 miles.  That's way more.

When I ran my first 5K, this really hot guy named Tim helped me run the last quarter mile.  Tim looks like a much fitter, much taller, and much better looking Seth Green. 

Tim was there to cheer me on during my first 10K.  Thank you, Tim!

I remember that my first 5K I was huffing and puffing.  My legs were sore.  I was bright red. 

The 10K is pretty much the same, except I wasn't huffing and puffing.  My heart and lungs are strong now -- "running" for 2 hours doesn't kill me.  I can talk and joke with people along the way. 

My legs, on the other hand. . .er. .foot, are a different story.  I am still 100 lbs overweight and my knees don't like it.  Screw you, knees, I'm still doing this.

When I did the 5K, I was amazed at how incredibly affirming and supportive people are.  When I finished the 10K, my friends made an archway for me to run through. 

You guys are the best.

I did this for you, "Eva" -- I miss you sister!