Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Runner's Misery

I just completed my very first run with others.

Somebody hold me.

I went with two girls, one of whom has run a half marathon before. Yes, a half-marathon. You read correctly. But it's okay because I've run a half-MILE before. :insert my eye roll here:

Y'all, it was AWFUL. At one point, I could barely make out their tiny, still-running shapes as a I huffed and puffed and panted and moaned and cursed and walked up the long, long, long hill. I am NOT in shape. NOT. IN. SHAPE. We did a little over 3 miles (which is good because I was planning on signing up for the Jingle Bell Run next weekend and it's a 5K. Of torture, apparently.) and I thought that maybe, just maybe, I was going to die out there on the snobby Oakwood streets, surrounded by gorgeous houses aglow with Christmas lights.

And those high school P.E. flashbacks? They were in full force. Particularly when they had finished the second long, hard hill and had stopped running, stood around, and then decided to WALK BACK TO MEET ME. Oy. They might as well have run back and then circled me as I trudged forward. If I were them, I would have reached out, patted my head, and said, "Bless your heart." Seriously.

Let's move on, shall we?

How about a random picture of me in Ohio State gear? Ok? Ok!
The cap is Alex's brother's. But I thought I looked cute in it, so I totally stole it for part of the night. Yes, I still do that.

Also, the tree is completed. However, I want to dedicate a whole post to Christmas stuff and don't want to taint it with that icky "trying to get healthy" stuff, so here's a little preview. This is, shockingly, Alex's favorite ornament on "our" tree:
Dear Arkansas, please FedEx a Hogs ornament to Ohio, posthaste. I need some balance, y'all.

1 comment:

J. Crow said...

Pig Sooiiiiiieee!!!
Love ya, girl. What's with the treadmills anyway? They are deceiving little boogers. You run all nice and fine on them, and then when you venture outside to REAL pavement, you feel like you've blown a lung....and added 10 tons of sandbags to your body. Sheesh.