Scary Seven

So.....I'm really starting to get nervous about this 7 mile run. I would love to do it together, but I'm attempting it Friday morning. Saturday, I'm going to St. Louis with a group of friends. One of them is running the St. Louis half marathon with another friend of ours who lives there. She just had a baby last fall and has been training for the run to get back in shape. Since we haven't seen her new kiddo yet, we thought it would be a great excuse for all the girls to get together and cheer them on. Maybe it will even inspire me to keep going with this ridiculous idea of running a half marathon myself.

As I was running this morning I kept thinking, 4 miles is now my short run?! That's insanity! It was also insane that I even got through it considering the weekend I had. For the past 5 years, a group of friends and I have gotten together in Iowa City for our traditional April Fool's bar crawl. Since everyone is spread out all over the country, this is really the only time of year we get to see each other. Somehow, each year manages to top the previous. But, it's getting harder to bounce back. Pretending you're a carefree college student isn't so easy anymore. We rent hotel rooms, drink through our hangovers, dance like we're at George's (MU folks will get the reference) and shove our faces with pokey sticks from Gumby's Pizza. By the time the weekend is over and I'm driving 5 hours home with the hangover from hell, I tell myself I will NEVER drink again! (well, at least until next weekend) But hey, at least I came back with a kickass barcrawl shirt, 2 new fabulous gay boyfriends and pictures that can only be shown to a select few (let's just say most of them include go-go dancers in tighty-whities and glowsticks.)