And it also makes creepy guys come over and drink Colt 45 behind me.
Not running makes me feel like this. You can imagine which one bronchitis made me feel like.
The longer I can't run, the more stressed I get, and the more irritable I get, and lets just say I fear for someone's life if I ever lose the ability permanently. I actually haven't been able to sleep all week, even though I'm exhausted from being sick, and I think that's why.
Today I went on a nice, easy, 3 mile run and I'm still here to blog about it hours later so I survived! I'm done with my antibiotics and I am going to knock on wood while I type this, but it sort of seems like things might be looking up.
I also did a bunch of hip strengthening exercises that I am supposed to do three times a week and have been majorly slacking on.
I left work totally ticked off and annoyed and now I feel so relaxed and happy. Thanks, running, I love you.
So the guy in the pictures is actually my friend Mike, who is marrying my BFF Nicole this May, so any references to working on Michelle Obama arms for an upcoming wedding refers to their nuptials.
Ahhhh, more love. It's beautiful.
Mike is running the Shamrock Half the same day that I am running the full, and since I'm one to toot my own horn, I think my peer pressure had a pretty big part in that. Its his first half and he's already super fast. Nicole is running the Shamrock 8K with Eric the day before the marathon! I love being a spectator so I can't wait to cheer them on. This whole weekend will be a love fest. Sadly Mike and Nicole live in North Carolina, so our time together is limited. Luckily, the race is in Virginia Beach, which is right in the middle.
I think it might be time to introduce my loyal readers to the cast of characters that I might be mentioning. I think we're all familiar with the fam, so I'll move on to friends. That's your installment for today. Make sure to study, I'll be quizzing everyone later.
I considered cropping Mike out of the pictures but it was too funny to include him, and the Colt 45, which was shared by the entire party that night, BTW. The reason he, and the rest of my friends, were there that night was because Eric and I were celebrating our one year anniversary by recreating our wedding.
Just look at the real thing and the recreation. You can't even tell the difference.