10K

Victor convinced me to sign up for a 10K in Central Park. I then convinced Amy and Chris to sign up. I'm a tad embarrassed to admit that 6.2 miles is actually the furthest I've ever run (embarrassed because of my 2 superstar-marathon-running-speed-demon siblings).

The shirts were UGLY (the one I'm sporting). Amy wisely opted for her Panther Football shirt instead ("Clear eyes. Full Hearts. Can't Lose!"). If you don't know the reference, do yourself the favor of watching the show Friday Night Lights. Her shirt got a shout-out during the race, to which we both yelled back unabashedly for the Panthers. Pretty sure the people around us assumed we were in high school.

Photographer moving AND subject moving = bad photo

The course was HILLY. There was a stretch of about 3/4 of a mile that was flat. Total.

But, after many a climb, we finished! All that, and on a normal Saturday I'd still be snoozing.