Let me start this post by telling you that up until now, this has been my motto:
I saw this sticker on pinterest and I was like "that is so me". I don't run. Ever. I tried it once. Hated it. So it's weird that I just agreed to sign up for a half marathon in April with 3 of my friends. What? Yeah, you heard me right. I have no idea why I did that. It's something I've always wanted to do in theory. I thought wow, that would be a challenge. I also thought if I could do that, anyone could. I am not athletic. I work out but I usually do it in a gym on a machine. I don't get a high off feeling the wind in my hair. But, you never know. So, I'm doing it. I'm going to do it. I signed up and have begun training. I thought I was going to die during our first group run (we went a mile). Seriously. Wish me luck. I bought these beauties today:
The shoes will get me through right? I'm pretty sure I am not a runner because I bought the shoes mostly because I liked the color. OK, entirely because I liked the color! Here goes nothing!