I hate running. Absolutely hate it. I have friends that run, and they tell me it’s awesome. Friends and family who run marathons, half-marathons and 5ks and get addicted to it. Sometimes my friends even write blogs about how awesome running is. (i.e. Awesome Bonnie, fitness guru, who writes about winter running here.) All of these romantic notions convince me I like the idea of running.
So one morning (er, like, yesterday) I get tricked into running. Continue reading