he's making me do it...

...run, that is. A 5K. And from what I understand no one will be chasing me with a sharp object so I don't really get why I'll be running. Except Dave asked me to...he doesn't ask much of me and he is really excited that we are going to be doing it together. It helps that the race is in Disney (yes, Lindsey, I know...we just love it!!), that its at night at The Animal Kingdom, there is an obstacle course and party, we'll get a medal when we finish AND we'll have a mini vacation by ourselves (thanks Pop and Nana!).

So in the short time that I've been training I realized what an un-motivated individual I am. But Dave has helped me to discover how to get over that. He's such a good trainer. As soon as I get home from work I put on my fancy running shoes and change my clothes. As soon as Dave comes in the door I strap on the Ipod and I am gone---running like the wind, free as a bird...

Well, actually not like that at all...really I'm barely above a quick step walk and I have to constantly tell myself that I can do this. You see, I'm naturally very lazy and a quitter to be quite frank...but I'm trying to work through that. Last night I ran---really I kept my feet moving quickly THE WHOLE TIME---a mile and a half...1.5 miles people! I have NEVER done that in my life...it helps that as I was coming around the turn, this is what I saw...

Dave had collected the kids and the neighbors and the neighbors kids so I would have my own cheering section. I mean really...who couldn't feel movitvated to finish with that?! I can't say that I felt physically great afterwards but I can say that I feel pretty proud...

Gotta do it again today...yuck. I'll survive. An old lady with a walker will probably pass me but I'll finish and be proud of myself for doing it.