And the race is on!

So it looks like all of our checks cleared! We're in!

Whew!

For those who don't know what the heck I'm talking about, the whole reason I started running was kind of a dare from my Dad and brother that we run the Peachtree Road Race on July 4th in Atlanta to celebrate the transformation from bad-eating-smoking-lazy-general-poor-excuses to fit and healthy human beings. So I've been running since October and loving it.

Since the Peachtree is such a popular annual tradition, they limit the race to 55,000, and accept the first 45,000 applications they recieve in the mail; the remaining 10,000 are chosen lotto style. And the only way you know if yours was accepted is when the 28.00 check clears.

So it's official. I have to run in Atlanta in the summer. Bleh.

I had a semi-preview of what that would be like earlier last week during my visit home, and I went for a jog on a beautiful day of 80 degrees. The thing is, that's the hottest temp I've ever run in. Remember, I'm in Portland and I started running in the fall, so this whole heat/humidity thing is a new experience. No wonder I didn't start running back in Atlanta. How the hell do you people in Florida do it? Not only did I have to deal with breathing in water, but my poor lungs went into overdrive sifting out bazzilions of pollen particles. Jiminy cricket! And in addition to all that, my old new Goodwill running shorts insisted on giving me runners wedgie. So I spent more energy blowing out snotballs and digging my shorts outta my crotch than actually moving my legs back and forth. Fun! And don't even get me started on the hills. *Shudder*

But outside of my painful running escapades, my visit home was lots of fun. Got to see the folks, see dear friend Erin with baby ( so cute!!!), eat bbq, and go shopping with mom (by the way, I don't recommend shopping after watching a marathon of 'What Not to Wear'. You'll just end up spending way too much money thinking it's absolutely necessary to buy that necklace to go with that blouse, and if you buy that necklace, well, you gotta have the earrings too, ect.)

So I'm off to Baltimore next, but don't expect much (couldn't find guided John Waters tour). Although there is a cemetary behind my Hilton, which might make for a fun run report...and then I tripped over the gravestone in front of a funeral procession...

p.s. check out the new 'silliness' video- it'll make you pee it's so funny