Yup, yup, love the crooked name on my jersey? I'm such a pro.
Um, I think I'm gonna puke...
Oh no, u got a tear in ur pants!!!
Oh Flo, are you about to cry???
Soooo....sorry it has been so freakin' long since I posted something! Wow - time seems to fly faster and faster these days and these GIGANTIC workouts seems to be happening quicker and quicker!
But alas, we have finally tackled our first 13 miles! Flo and I never thought we could do it. Woke up that morning and bitched and moaned our way to the team meeting.
But lo and behold, we wound up running the entire thing without too many hiccups. Flo did, however, trip over a giant tree root and took a bit of a spill (sorry Flo!) and did tear a hole in those "oh so trendy" running pants. I have to say, the following day we were feeling the pain. But times like that we tend to remind ourselves why we are doing this in the first place. And our pain is only minor to the pain many families suffer when a loved on is taken with a disease like Leukemia. Running 13 miles is NOTHIN'!!!
As a matter of fact - running an entire 26.2 miles is NOTHIN'!!! When you look at it that way...
So, after our little jaunt we took it upon ourselves to (of course) pound some french toast and eggs!!! ha ha
Where would we be without a little post-run breakfast action?
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