Finished that 5 miler

I got up and went to my dads to run my 5 miles this morning. Against my will. I thought I would wake up and be rejuvenated and ready to rock my running world.

But I wasn't. I didn't want to do it. Not one little bit, and I thought about skipping todays workout too.

Then the good angel on my shoulder said "uhhh... remember that race you are runnning in a week... yah, that one, you might want to finish training for it."

So I did it. The first 3 miles sucked and I wanted to stop the whole time. Then, my wind came, I guess the endorphins went off (which I did not feel so I can't say for sure) and it was smooth sailing all the way back.

As I ran into the drive way it hit me. I can't stop now... HELLO?!?! My dad is getting remarried in 2 months and I feel pretty certain I will be in some pictures. Ya, it is time to figure out how to get to 135. Time to get there Teri! Time to bust a friggin move and get to 135.

Side note. Ever heard of the Golden Rule, you learn about in kindergarten. Ya well I have a whole post on stupid moron people who apparently missed that grade. If you are driving down the road, and you see someone walking/running/biking and there is nobody right beside you-- MOVE YOUR STINKIN BUTT OVER FOR THEM. more on that rant to come, you can bet your bottom dollar.