Nike Human Race. The Before and After proof that i should never run again.
10.24.09
Dear Diary,
Hello. Tonight/Today (it’s 12AM) was the Nike Human Race (fantastic organization btw and easy easy parking) and the first time I’ve ran in probably 3-6 months. I’ve been lying to myself. Yoga is not exercise. Well, at least not sporadic yoga anyways.
And anyways. how fucking far is 10K? It’s 6 freakin miles. I bet my mom can run 6 miles.
Famous last words.
Oh. Happy bunny. How naive. Little do I know the pain that awaits. And yes I know I’m wearing six different colors. Don’t judge. I don’t have a plethora of running shoes.
I love our socks!
Awww. Hi Helen and Jenny! Yes. I WILLL do the 10K instead of the 5.
God damn. Look at this crowd. They said 8000 people signed up?
12AM and off we go through the streets of USC.
(……this is easy.)
(……whoa Jenni runs fast)
(……oh no. can’t breath…)
“5Kers… TURN LEFT HERE. ONCE AGAIN 5Kers”
Yes. Sue me. I bitched out. I saw the left turn and took it. I know what you’re thinking. 5K is like 3.3 miles. Well, it was a long 3.3 miles. If it wasn’t for the little kids and grandmas still running strong, I would have quit and took a detour into a frat house.
Proof of finish. USC X Nike Collabo Dog Tag
Am I excited about doing another race? Sure. Even though it makes me disoriented and chinky eyed after.
