My foot hurts

I went out for a "run" today, and hey! I actually did do some jogging! Go figure. But my foot was killing me the whole time... the arch in my left foot, and, quite frankly, it pissed me off. So I jogged- but mostly walked- through the pain, and in a really bad mood. 2.15 miles later with my foot up and I feel fan-freaking-tastic. I guess there's something to be said for pushing through the pain? Who knows. All I know is that I REALLY hope that when I get out there on Sunday my foot doesn't freak out like it did today.

On the road again...

Today I walked... yes, I know it's not really the point here, but at least I'm being honest... so, I walked 2.08 miles, according to my lovely new iPhone 3Gs (thanks love!), and I've gotta say, that thing is awesome! I hear there is a sport band thing, I'll have to look into that at some point... but I digress... the point I was getting to, before so easily distracted by accessories, is that I got back out there after a 1 month hiatus.

Now, maybe it's because I just turned 29 yesterday (thus the shiny new iPhone) or maybe it's just that I'm not liking the feeling of complete lethargy that has taken over my body, but it felt GOOD... even though it was just a walk. So, my new goal through the end of November is to get in 15 runs (3/week), and try to get my ridiculously slow pace up to (down to?) 15/mile or less- like I said in an earlier post, I get lapped by old people, and yes I know how pathetic that pace is. So what? Yuck it up.

Race For The Cure...

So, it's been awhile. And the Race for the Cure was awhile ago too. I've gotta be the laziest person ever... so, I got totally sidetracked on the training for the 5K- like that was hard to do- you can admit it, you're not shocked. Clearly I did not run. I did however walk the 5K with my team, and it was an awesome experience! 

It was so inspiring to be around all of these women who are beating or have beat breast cancer. Seeing the turnout, I think they said 50,000 people was overwhelming to say the least. At one point we all just looked at each other and and started blubbering. Now, I don't know anyone who has had breast cancer, but I know people who know people... you know? And I know how devastating it is for them. And quite frankly, I have boobs and I quite like them! So getting out there, even if not running, was worth it. 

Next year I definitely will be running in the Race for the Cure! Now... to get off my fat ass and hit the pavement!