The thing is, I'm a little superstitious about running. I have a fear of injuries that will force me to "REST" for weeks or months. Every time I run in less than day light, I think about electric cars that I won't hear behind me until I'm layed out across the hood (Yes, I am more afraid of a Prius than a murderer). What if I blog about how awesome running is, then suddenly find myself unable to do it? Then I'll just have to
Assignment for the week is : What did you do for fun when you were 10 years old?
I'll have to think about this one. Hard to remember 20 ish years ago. I definitely remember spending a lot of time trying to ditch my sister, playing hide-and-go-seek in the dark, shopping with my Aunt Pat, collecting New Kids on the Block cards, and playing with my sister (after failing to ditch her).