i’m going to train for a 5K.
i know that sounds like an odd thing to say. like why wouldn’t you say, “i’m going to run a 5K so i have to train for it.” but i’m not going to over-commit myself and then perhaps not actually run a 5K. so i’m going to stick with the training part so not actually doing the 5K isn’t such a crushing blow.
but here’s to hoping that i follow through with this. because it would be a real fuck-you to shitler. except i fear that i’ll keep this up for like two weeks but then i’ll quit and then shitler might read this during the third week and he’ll be like “see, 3%.”
here are my shoes:
come to think of it – i’m not sure if they’re actually good for running. but i like the bright colors. so here’s hoping my shins survive the fact that i buy things based on color schemes.
and also, my first two training days have consisted of 25 minutes alternating between walking and running and for both of those runs i’ve listened to nothing but the following on a constant loop:
i’m just a soul survivor. leave me alone.
if you have 5K training suggestions – by all means, give them to me.
but in the mean time i have two things to say:
1. i’ve reach the first part in gillian flynn’s newest book that makes you go “what.thefuck?”
2. i watched an especially fucking awesome episode of game of thrones last night. the one where the blonde chick eats a horse heart and she does it all crazy, cannibal style and there’s blood running down her chin and chest and you think she’s going to upchuck it all but she doesn’t therefore proving she’s insanely amazing.
i think that’s what’s missing with a lot of other shows on television right now. not enough horse heart chow down sessions.