i signed up for a half marathon

I’m apparently a masochist, considering I haven’t attempted to run in, oh, three years? (literally) and walking a mile on the treadmill yesterday took for-damn-ever. Lumbering along was embarrassing enough, until I tried to jog and my entire body went “OH GOD NO SHUT IT DOWN GO BACK TO WALKING WE’LL BUILD UP TO THIS.” 

That half-marathon is looking impossible, but after looking at my time to walk a mile, I’ll still finish the half in four hours if I keep at my current trudging pace. Hoping at some point I’ll actually learn to like, nay, LOVE working out. Maybe. Hopefully. 

I’ve also lost eight pounds in two weeks, even with birthday parties, Easter candy, and approx. 310 mimosas. I’ll take it!