so this super cute, nice guy in my residence made a bet with me.
and for those of you who know me well, I don't lose bets (within reason).
i have to run 5km.
i might actually die before i win this, but i'm seriously going to try until my death. i hate losing that much.
i really, really hate running - a lot.
but, i am learning something,
the more i run, the closer i find myself drawing to God - how random!
i pump up my worship playlist (with the exception of this morning's run - which I did significantly worse at...) and just go for it, i think the idea of honouring God take the focus of my pain.
this dare is seriously enhancing my worship time - i know, it's nuts.
but it's pretty awesome. i might not win over mystery boy by improving my athleticism (although it is an ulterior motive), i might not lose all the extra weight i gained after my dad died (but it sure isn't hurting that goal), and i might not even win the dare, but I know i'm benefitting.
also, a girl in my program is running with me. it's nice. she's someone i really wouldn't have guessed in first year i'd end up friends with - after, i'd never been drunk and they had messy monday - freaky fridays (or something along those lines, aha) on her residence floor. but she's pretty hilarious and awesome. and it even works out because although she's a significantly better runner, my legs are twice as long, so my slow pace works out for her.
silly mike doesn't even know how much i'm gaining from this dare. i'm pretty sure i'll win two fold (watching him come to my hot yoga class when I win will be one more benefit). it's funny how things work out like that sometimes, what a great couple of surprises.
now - studying for my exam on saturday. i love you all, but this blog might be the downfall of my marks this term :P
- ella faye