On the running front…my brothers are getting ready to rock their first 5K on the 22nd of September. We ran the entire thing again this Sunday and in spite of the heat…they finished it in 35 minutes and change…awesome. After looking at my schedule after I got home on Sunday I realized that I have a wisdom tooth that’s due to come out that morning and I realized that I was going to have to either change my appointment or find out what it’s like to run looped up on vicodin and a mouth full of bloody gauze. Luckily for all involved..I was able to bump my appointment to the following morning. I am so completely excited about this race!!!! They have both come such a long way…and if pride goes before the fall…I’m looking at about a 15 story drop…and couldn’t be happier. There is something very fulfilling about watching these two grown men do this thing that is so near to my heart…and discover something about themselves along the way. On the flipside…running with your brothers can also be very disgusting. They pride themselves on who can fart the most times on our run. My little brother will light one up and look over his shoulder and holler ..’what’d that asshole say?’ There is also a good amount of shoving…snapping with wet tee-shirts, belching and bitching…Bruce does A LOT of bitching. But…we haven’t spent this much time together since we were little kids…and I’ll be sorry when it’s over. I’ve been trying to talk them into doing the half marathon that’s the same day as my full..so far…no takers.
Well..I’ve got a 5 mile tempo run in the morning with my name on it so I need to get some sleep. Hope everyone is having a wonderful start to their week and happy running!