I have a goal...

Last week I registered for a 12K. This concept is totally daunting to me, but I think I can do it. Right now, it's not about time. Can I finish in x hours? x minutes? etc. Nope. It's about, "can I finish without stopping?" Friday afternoon roommate decided that she wanted to run a 5k. Currently my favorite idea in the world is that she asked me Friday afternoon and we ran it Saturday morning. No problem. Did I have a fantastic time? Sure. I had a great time. Running around a farm is all sorts of fun in the spring time. I saw lambs, goslings, and a bunch of other delightful animals (including dogs chasing geese and brides posing for bridals waiting for the perfect moment to take the picture so there isn't a runner in the background). My actual time, not that great. The important part was that I finished. I didn't stop. I wanted to. There were hills and I didn't want to run up them, but I did. It was good for me, right? Right. Perfect reward the experience? Breakfast with the old roommate her new baby. Okay. He's not that new, but he's still new to me. We had a good time. Perfect reward part 2? Evening in a hot tub at a resort with old friends. So fun and relaxing. This weeks goal? Go farther. Done. In other news, I also planted tomatoes, cucumbers, and squash. My peas look lovely. Not seeing much of the lettuce and spinach. Don't know exactly how I feel about that, but we'll figure it out soon enough. I may even plant something else over it. We'll see how ambitious I get. Happy Sabbath.