10K 'O Pain

Somehow I'm running a 10K Saturday. That's 6.2 miles to those of you unfamiliar with kilometres (snooty spelling). It should be fun, if it's not painful. My SIL is the one who roped me into it, so if there is a lot of knee pain I am going to transfer it all to her in the form of whining. It's going to be AWESOME!

She's already made me feel like a rank amateur by noting she won't need any gu or clif bloks for such a short distance. Bah! Every 45 minutes for me, baby. You other people can burn your fat all you like. For something like this I'm getting fuel. 2 miles? Fine without it. 3? Fine. 4? I want it. So shuush to all of you skinny fat burners.

Shuush I say!

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