And then reality sets in

When you sign up for a race, it's all fun and games. "hahaha yeah let's run 13 GD miles for funsies! yaylolz!"

Oh, and we're wearing tutus. Apparently they are more glittery than a strippers ass.
Getcho' singles ready!

And then it's two days before race day and you're freaking the fuck out because I mean yeah, you totally ran 10 miles that one time...two weeks ago. And maybe you haven't been running as much since then because it's such a timesuck when you do anything over 5 miles and you're effing BUSY. 

Have you ever tried to answer an email while you're running? I have. Ain't nobody got time fo dat.


Hopefully adrenaline and excitement will kick in since we'll be in Disney World. It's also possible that I will just pass out and shit my pants. It could really go either way at this point. 

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