Be Impressed.

I can't believe that I'm even thinking about this. I'm thinking about training to run a 5K.

Here's the thing. I can't run down the street. I've never been a runner, ever. I didn't even have to run the mile in high school. I had bad knees and a doctor's note. When I run, even when I jog as slow as I can, it feels like my joints are going to dislocate and my chest hurts. So yeah, I don't run.

But my good friend Andrea lost her husband in a tragic work-related accident last November. She, along with the company he worked for, are sponsoring a 5K in his honor in August. At first, I just wanted to be there for moral support for her and for my other girlfriends who are participating. Then I thought, maybe I could walk it. I could totally walk 3.2 miles. Then I thought about my BFF Ryann. Despite not being a runner, she ran a 13.1 mile half marathon to benefit Cystic Fibrosis. If she can train to run 13, I can train to run 3. She inspired me to do it. And I want to do it for Andrea, for Matt, and for their two beautiful kids. So here I go...