Monday, March 28, 2011

It's my berfday, ya'll!

Berfday = birthday.


I'm 27 years young today.  I had someone ask if it was my 29th birthday followed directly after by someone asking me if I was 23.  I feel like these balance out.  Apparently my age is hard to peg.  So far I have had someone bring me an entire plate (12" wide x 18"l) of caramel.  Someone save me from myself!  I'm in troubbble.

The good news is that I am BACK.  I am back in the running game.  I ran a whopping TEN MILES this weekend.  Let me just say that again--TEN MILES!!  Holy.  Crap.  It hurt so much.  So very very much.  But it was awesome.  I am very happy to finally be in the double-digits.  I earned those miles and my muscles continue to remind me of the accomplishment throughout the last few days.  They are quite sore, but in a good way.  No injuries!  HOORAH!

The walking like a gimp is a badge of honor.  I wear it with pride.  I'm hoping to run 4-5 miles today or tomorrow.  It depends on my birthday activities.  I'll let you know how it goes!

Have a great Monday!