No? Oh, I thought that was part of it.
Yeah, so apparently the faster I run, the more I kick myself. So... I've got that going for me.
Listen, I'm comfortable with a certain level of spazniness with myself.
Just yesterday, I was sort of... yodeling? into a fake microphone (uhh, my fist) at the Y because there's this spot underneath the stairs where the acoustics are awesome. But naturally I was too lost in my groovy dance moves to notice the guy under said staircase that had stopped his pushups and was literally just lying on his belly staring at me.
But yeah, kicking myself to the point where strangers look at me like a battered wife? Not cool.
The only saving grace of all of this inadvertent self-abuse is this:
On Saturday, I ran a 5k in the beautiful upper peninsula of Michigan with two of my favorite people, Rachel and Matt. It was a beautiful morning, perfect course, and a mercifully small field.
I felt great the entire way, and finished with a nice PR.
2nd woman overall
Thank you so much to everyone who has donated to enter our raffle to benefit the Alzheimer's Association. There is still time to get your entry in!
We'll be out there running for 16 hours on June 20th... and we'd appreciate any good vibes we can get. :)
Don't forget to keep checking the raffle page for more prizes, like these two I got in just got in the mail:
Have you ever raised money for charity with your running?