Oh. Hey there. I did my first race-run-thing (an 8K) on Thanksgiving morning. Whoa! I have Susan to thank for this, I'm glad she convinced to give it a go! Given the fact that I more or less collapse in fear and horror when surrounded by more than 5 people at a time, I held my own pretty well and somewhat sanely around...good god, more than 8,000 people. That's an excessive amount of humans in one place. Gross. Alas, I didn't get trampled. So that's cool.
I was surprised I enjoyed it as much as I did. I still don't love running and I'm not so great at it, but I am just a little bit competitive (with others and myself) so it was a good motivator. I get on running kicks a few times a year but I usually drop it after a few weeks because I get bored with it.
But, I've been going pretty strong for more than 2 months now. Part of the reason is that I kinda flipped out about turning 30 and decided since I wasn't hiking 10 miles every day, I should run instead. Also a good stress reliever, obviously. I dunno how long I'll keep it up...but I've done about 75 miles this month.
I did manage to take 4 whole minutes of off my 5 miles in one week though, so that was some pretty good improvement I thought. I did it in 42 minutes today. Not terribly impressive but hey, I'll take it.
Anyway. That's that. Not my usual blog posting so here's a couple titmice and the springhouse. (and a picture of me and Zac since Susan actually took this and not a self timer, ha!)