I signed up for a race.
My friend posted a picture of a race medal that was quite pretty. I foolishly commented on the picture and a day later I found myself registering for a 5km race.
What the heck?
For 2 years I said I was never going to run a race. I don’t need to race. I don’t need the medals. I just love running for the fitness and the rush I get when I finish. I never felt the need to train for a race to keep me motivated, I just run because I want to run.
Yet, here I am, registered for a 5k race in 10 days.
My friend Jedi-mind-tricked me into doing it. She really did. “It’ll be fun.” “No pressure!” “Don’t make me do it alone!”
Husband says I had better win it. Ha ha! As if! (He’s joking.)
What have I gotten myself into?