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Time to Suck It Up, Buttercup

Oops, I did it again. Yep, signed up for another 5k. This time though, I'm bringing others down with me. My victim? Steven. Told you. He wouldn't be able to hold off not doing one with me for very long. I bet most people go to dinner for their anniversary. Maybe a romantic holiday weekend on the beach (when your anniversary is in July like ours) or a day spent all by themselves. Us? Apparently we run 5ks. On July 8 (Friday) we will celebrate 10 years married. On July 10 (Sunday), we will run a 5k together. I say together, but really I mean that Steven will probably lap me despite the fact that I have been running longer just because he is naturally faster than me.

I have continued running since the Iron Girl 5k, but I stopped posting about it because it became monotonous. I am still working on getting to 20 minutes running. I am currently at about 15. Some days I am closer to 20 than others but I haven't hit it yet. Honestly, I think I probably could and I am making that my goal by the end of next week. Maybe. I run over a mile without stopping so at least I have that. My pace is slow-ish (for a run) at about 11:00-11:30/mile, but I am pretty steady usually. If I could maintain that, then I could beat my PR for sure.

However... and this is a big "however".... this run advertises itself with the words "heat" and "hills". Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know what my non-Floridians are thinking. "There aren't hills in Florida!" Au contraire my northern counterparts. While my hills may not look exactly like yours, they are here. We even have some larger ones hanging around. They seem to be hanging around the course for this race. I have read on others' blogs that these hills are frequent and pretty large. Apparently I am a glutton for punishment. First, the bridge. Then, a 5k in July with hills. So, we are set to tackle the Florida hills in what is likely to be as high of a humidity percentage as you can get without it actually raining. Honestly, I wouldn't mind the rain on that day. So, being that this race is broadcast as a grueling challenge, I am figuring I am going to be happy just finishing it, new PR or not.

Bonus: Medal and tech shirt. Adding to my stash. Who wants to buy/make me a bib/medal wall hanger? Haha! I could probably make it myself (and I might eventually). But that is neither here, nor there right now.

Steven is thinking big, too. I like it. We have set our sights on a Disney 10k eventually. This actually all started when I got a text from him today asking if I wanted to do a 10k. Turns out, he saw the Disney Marathon Weekend one in January but it is sold out, of course so we have to hold off a while and wait to sign up for something else, but it is going to happen. I'm wondering if we can do the Disney Wine and Dine next November. We shall see.

For now, it's time to suck it up buttercup and start training for my next (and Steven's first) 5k. Wish us luck!


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