Tuesday, December 20, 2011
I'm excited tomorrow that I get out of the house to run... fresh air. I'm sad that it'll only be for 26 minutes... or 25 if my legs allow me to do what I hope. My shoes really do need to sprout wings. Tomorrow night is the Jingle Bell Run in Dallas. Super excited. It is a great PR course... totally flat. Seriously. I checked my Garmin from last year and the elevation gain was 0. The hard part is with it being a holiday run, obviously, a lot of people are out there just to enjoy themselves. This means I have to wear my big girl pants and despite not being a super fast runner, I have to line up in the first couple of rows if I intend to PR. Last year I lined up only 3 lines of people back from the start, and I *still* had a couple in front of me ready to go in their jeans with backpacks on. But once I get out of the chute and around the people that start way too fast, I hope to settle in, repeat to myself 8-million times that if I can run marathons, I can surely suffer for 26 minutes, and kick 5k rear. Super excited. Not to mention the post-race party is nice and toasty indoors at a ritzy hotel. And since I have to pay a babysitter anyhow, I might as well enjoy some adult time, right??? Yep, I think so, too!