Stop trying to spell check me! I’m Canadian and the word is metre!!!!!So I finished the “Run For The Cure”. Rusty kept me on the trail which proved a little difficult as we had a mix of runners, walkers, dogs, children and strollers for the first kilometer even though we deliberately started late to give the runners a head start. I hate to be a grouch, but some of us are the walking wounded and are not going to bounce right back from a collision. I don’t even want to think what would happen to a child. Next year I am starting 10 minutes late rather than 5 and hoping for less bouncing around from the runners.
Anyway less crabbiness more Yea Haw I walked 5K!! I have been a real drama queen about this wondering if I could finish this walk. I resolved that I was going to bail on the race if I had any problems and that was just going to have to be good enough. Well you know it wasn’t so bad. Kind of thrilling to walk through the finish line like one of those pros you see on TV! I tried to do a Rocky dance but it only happened from the waist up. I was the rusty tin man below the waist.
We only had a short stop so we could call Therese and make sure we were beating her in the race. We accidently sent her on a wild goose chase as she had already finished the race and thought we had too and were just hanging out. Oops! She and Sharon figured it out eventually and came to walk us in for the last kilometer. Those two are really good sports!
Next year I hope to have team Fat Chicks and we can try to get more chunky guys and gals out there. I didn’t see anybody carrying more that an extra 50 pounds out there. There were a lot of people there and I know there are plenty obese people that can walk 5K so maybe I just didn’t see them and they were there. Can you imagine a team of all obese people? That would be great! If that team exists let me know ‘cause I want to join. Doesn’t even have to be in Toronto where I live. I can travel for that!
Anyway I want to thank Sharon, Rusty, Therese and team Morning Maniacs for a great day!! Sign me up for the next 5K ‘cause now I know I can do it!
To my trainer I say “yes I put ice on my knee! A pint of Ice Cream”!
Don’t get all excited. I’m not a big ice cream eater. You had to figure that there had to be one junk food I was not addicted too.