What the heck is a sham?

Yesterday I ran the My Sham Rox 15k. I used to be an actual runner. By that, I mean I would brave the elements all the way down to the single digits. I never missed a training run. And I had all the cool gear to reinforce the fact that I was legit.

Oh how the times have changed. Since those days of running glory, I have registered for 3 marathons and not run one of them. I was injured for STL last April. And I've bailed on KC and Houston since then. Seriously, who does that? The only running I do now is when it is built into a WOD. Or a track 6 in Attack.

I guess I still have the cool gear. That's something.

Anyway, I'm happy to announce that my love for running has been rekindled. There's something about a good long run that does something zen to a person. Even as I was cursing (literally, cursing) the hills yesterday, I would do it all again today. But only if I had my running partner with me. Haha!

I suppose that is all. All the work I've so blatantly not done while on spring break is piling up. It's going to be a long next few weeks. Luckily, with the help of the Starbucks Tribute Blend I shall survive.

Thumbs up.