I STINK!

 Okay, that's I literally stink. I got back from a run not that long ago, and as I realized I had a few things that MUST get done, I sat down and worked on the computer (read: played on the computer) and here I am, smelling my own stench. But it's a good kind of stench since I earned it with my run. I wasn't particularly fast, and I didn't go very far, but I went and that's what really mattered. Sunday I do my second 5K, and I will be ecstatic if I do it in 40 minutes. I'm sure the leader will probably be able to run the 5K almost two whole times in those same 40 minutes, but no more than 4 months ago, doing a 5K would have only been something someone else would have done. And I'm both excited and terrified.