On Saturday, I will be running my first 5K. I know that 3. something miles is not really a big deal (I've been able to run this before... so it doesn't sound like too much). BUT... I haven't ran in SOOOOOOO long! In 2010, I've gained a lot of weight. Let me tell you... a whole lot of weight! Being on the set of photo shoots and films does no good for the waist line (or lack thereof). All I did was eat the food that was being catered... at every hour! When there is down time, there is eating time. A huge NO NO... but I couldn't help myself! Eeeps! I should be punished.
I am being punished because now, I am paying for it. My clothes don't fit right and I refuse to shop until I feel like I look good in the clothes. Pressure, right? Oh well... I must. Its really really bad... trust me!
Anyway, the race is actually a fundraiser event for Sam's work. He won't be running with me, unfortunately, so I am not going to have a running buddy. Boo hoo! He registered me last week and now I am running in 4 days. WTF?! I hope I don't get hurt without the proper training. I think the last time I ran anything more than 3 miles at a time was over a year ago. Holy sh*t. Now the more that I think about it, the scarier it is. And with the weather being poor lately, I can't really go out there and practice or shall I say... train. What is a girl to do? I know I should be toughing out the rain because it might even rain that day... but man... I don't want to. Running on a treadmill is a lot different, I know... so that would only help a little. I know I shouldn't be sitting here making up excuses, but I am. I am lazy. BUT... there is no backing out now.
Excuse me while I go have a panic attack.