My Motivation has a first name it's R-A-G-N-A-R

SO my incredibly persuasive sister 

has convinced 

my wonderfully 

* * * awesome * * *

SUPER busy 

Sexee Hubby

to LET me run in the Vegas Ragnar Relay Race in October!

Can I just say PSYCHED!

Am I crazy? Maybe a wee bit

But there is an array of us (sisters, sister in law, etc...) participating in this endeavor. 

12 of us to be exact.

For 2 days our team will cover 195 miles by foot! 

Lots of people to cheer me on
Lots of people who'll be depending on each other to make it to the end.
This will be my first race. 

First time actually training for something and not just doing it to do it.

I love running. 

I'm NOT very good or fast but I like it. 

I live close to the mountains so it's easy to open my front door and get a nice variety of GRRRR time in.

So I'm very excited and motivated!
BUT my run yesterday KILLED me!
I felt weak & completely out of shape.
Why did it hurt so much?
Then I talked to my sister.
Who asked some questions
"How far did you run?" etc...
And with a swift palm to my forehead "Duh!"
I ran uphill for 80% of it!
 I don't plan my runs.
I just go until the time runs out.
OUCH!
Silly Syndee...that much uphill is for later.
I'll take some lower grades on tomorrows run.
Wish me luck!
I hope I feel more confident afterwards.
Bad runs kill my "You CAN do this!" frame of mind.
Until tomorrow :)
Get cho GRRRR face on and GET SOME!