I hate running. Like please let me do any other physical activity in the world, but don’t make me run kind of hate.
So naturally, I’d sign up to run a 5K, right? Right.
My friend Tiffany and I decided to do it and we had these grand plans to “train” for it and be super runners by the time it came, but…
… it was winter so it was too cold to train
… and it was raining so it was too cold to train
… and we wanted to go out to dinner instead
all valid reasons.
So train we did not. But we did show up and we ran a 5K. Mostly just for the experience of breathing in colored dust and looking like this…
Kennedy was waiting for us at the finish line
and I may have taken her into the color party at the end…
It was hard work for her
I still hate running, but we’ve actually mentioned doing this again next year. I can’t lie. We loved it.