
So I am very proud of myself... I ran eight miles the other day (Monday) and It felt really good. Before you ask the answer is No... I was not being chased.... or chasing anyone. I am going to try to run a marathon in June. My run on Monday felt really good. I actually could have kept on going. That was very encouraging, it was the first time that I felt that maybe I can actually do this. I have been running on a treadmill since September so I didn't know how far I could actually run. I know that I still have 18.2 miles to go, but still I feel I have made a lot of progress. They say that once you can run more than 10 miles the rest is pretty easy... This is probably some horrible lie created by a person who now sits back and has a hearty belly laugh as these stupid runners try to finish 26.2 miles. So I will let you all know, If I don't end up like the chicken in the picture... on your dinner table... unless you are a veggie then you are safe... for now... Actually I had a good laugh when I saw this picture, the chicken is trying to escape from a poultry farm in Turkey (no pun intended.. I think...?) When I run I think I am going to picture a man with scary green gloves and a large implement of death who is chasing me (probably Caleb). I'll probably go faster.. you never know.