I went running tonight. Well, actually, running/walking…actually, running/walking/weaving/heaving/trying not to hurl….ing…

I think I’m in trouble. I think that 5K is going to be…well, a catastrophe. Maybe I could go ahead and schedule the flu…or getting Ecoli. It could happen, I eat a lot of spinach!!

I think the problem is that I was made for sprinting…like the 100 yard dash! Whatever happened to the 100 yard dash? Now there’s a sport I could really train for! I still think I should start my own “K”…the 1/4 K (and if the font is leading you astray, that’s NOT a single 4K, but one-fourth of a K!). Seriously, I think it could be the next big thing!

I think I need to go eat some spinach…just in case! I DO feel quite flu-like, but I better save it for a couple of weeks…otherwise I’ll “recover” too soon…just in time for the…you-know-what.

Okay, so Survivor Man is eating raw seal meat…now I really feel “flu-like”. At least he doesn’t have to run a 5K!!!! Wimp! But I digress…

It’s Friday night…don’t most couples go out to a nice dinner on Friday night? Our “date” included Byron saying inane things like “Just a little further!” and “You can do it” and things like that…some nerve! He did say that I looked cute in my running outfit…so I guess I’ll forgive him.
Anyway, so I think I’m bringing lazy back into fashion…

Seriously!

Peace.