i have a secret.

so, i didn't want to tell you this until it was for real. you know, like i was committed, really going to do it, all in, together forever, sink or swim. whelp: i'm swimming. i mean running. A HALF MARATHON. i have tried to train maybe four or five times for a race but this time it stuck. why you ask? well, i'm doing it with at least nine of my friends in the city. i cannot believe it. i cannot believe i RAN SEVEN MILES YESTERDAY. do you know me? i am NOT a runner. i am a sitter. a reader (the beginning of books, at least). an eater. a gift giver. a bed maker. a fresh flower buyer. a future counselor. a scooter rider. BUT i am NOT a RUNNER. and yesterday i think i officially crossed the threshold into runner land. my observation: i kind of like the salty eyebrows and the white stuff on my lips reminding me to drink more water. i kind of like the ice on my knee and the ankle brace and the tiger's balm. i kind of like cheering the people on as they are going up the hill as i come back down. and i kind of like talking to julie for at least an hour, telling each other funny stories and running at our own pace, not letting anyone get us down when they say "that's like walking speed"-- no. no, it's not. it's julie and emily speed and we WILL finish the race with out walking and we WILL finish the race without crying, bleeding, or dying. we WILL we WILL we WILL. we're in our sixth week and we're up to seven miles for the long run and seventeen total miles for the week. go us. and go lis, go dillon, go nathan, go adam, go pryor, go rachael. go meg. go go go. you can do it (put your back into it?). august third is going to be amazing.

here's where we went yesterday... over the golden gate bridge!