Who? Me?

Not long ago I went on a bit of a rant about not being a runner and have no desire to be a runner.

Yea, I'm a liar.

Yesterday I signed up to do The Color Run. It's a 5k. A 5k where you get sprayed with colored powder, which looks pretty freakin' fabulous!

So the girl that couldn't run a mile when she was a tiny little highschooler is going to attempt running 3.1 miles as an overweight mom of 2. Yep. Seems perfectly logical.

In all honesty, I might be setting myself up to fail. I'm going to start Couch 2 5k and see how that goes. I don't know if I'll stick with it or if I'll do it for a week and then find excuses to avoid running. Maybe I'll still hate it as much as I did in high school or maybe something will happen and I'll enjoy it. (okay, stop laughing!)

Bottom line, I need to do SOMETHING and I need a goal. I need some kind of motivation to want to do it. It also helps that I have kick ass friends that I called and they jumped at the chance to join me in my crazy ass ideas. Okay, so maybe they laughed and double checked their caller ID and THEN agreed to go run a race where the goal is to come out looking like Willy Wonka.

Bring it on Color Run!