Something good...

I ran yesterday for the first time since June 4. It showed. My body was upset with me. Every step was difficult. I ended up walking. A lot. I am running a 5k on Sunday. My only goal for the race is not to hate it. Oh, and there better be ice cream left when I am finished. I picked up the race packet today. At least the shirt is cute.




Update: I just tried the shirt on. I think it is a size too small. Damn.