ow.
well, i did the 5km because, well, everybody else was doing it. by the time we started up the on-ramp to the cambie street bridge it was all i could do to keep going. sandy would ask how i was doing and i'd grinace* and reply "i'm not dead yet".
brunch afterwards was a lovely treat. nothing like an egg-white vegetarian omelette and two nummy cappucinos to make one forget about the throbbing in one's lower extremities.
i'm sore today. on top of exercising outside my normal range, while injured, i haven't slept properly in about a week. i'm stressing out about all the stuff i need to do for me, for the wedding, for school, for work. gah. just thinking about it freaks me out. so i'm not going to think about it. i'm making like an ostrich and burying my head in the sand. just call me avoidance girl.
*a grinace is a combination grin/grimace one makes when they're ruefully commenting on something unpleasant.
good girl. i wussed on the rftc in may because it was 30 degrees and sleeting. was it as cold and dreary as it looks in that picture?
congratulations!!! that is awesome
actually, the weather was pretty much perfect. overcast yeah, but just cool enough so that you didn't feel overheated at the end.
and thanks. =)