Thanks to Patrick, I Will Run No More Forever (...Today)

So far, Patrick is winning when it comes to task difficulty. Two miles is no problem. ONLY two miles for the entire day is a completely different story. He is well aware of my running addiction, and rule of thumb: If I'm not running at least a 5K, why go through the effort of tying my running shoes? Well played, Patrick. Well played.

Despite his difficult task and role of Major A-- (I'm going to keep it clean, because I'm sure many people read my blog to their children at bedtime!) in our Ragnar team, Ludicrous Speed, Patrick is a nice guy. When he couldn't run in Ragnar because of his arm being in a sling, he still drove one of the vans. That meant putting up with a van full of stinky, tired people, and not actually getting to run in the race. He even wore a sweet helmet.

Not Patrick, but he had the helmet!

So today on my super short run, it was pretty nice out. Cloudy, but it's up to about 50 degrees out there, so I got to wear shorts and a short sleeved shirt (actually, my Ragnar shirt from this year!). After watching Glee last night, I decided I needed to listen to "Hungry Like the Wolf/Rio."

I have a funny feeling Patrick won't be a huge fan of this...

So after exactly two miles:

Anyone else think my wrist/hand looks really weird here? The giant watch doesn't help.

I was on the far end of the baseball fields by my house:

So I walked, rather than ran, home from here. But I did listen to "Dynamite" by Taio Cruz during the arduous trek... because in case you didn't know, Patrick likes to throw his hands up in the air. But only sometimes.

Also not Patrick

Thanks Patrick! Hope your life is good out in gator-free Arizona!

Natalie