In the last month and a half, I've run a 10 miler, a 1/2 marathon (13.1 miles), two 5K's (3.2 miles) and now a 7 mile trail run. Although running doesn't define who I am. I am a lot of things before I am a runner. (My running schedule proves that.) BUT, when I saw this post-race picture today, I made it official:
Anyone who can run 'til their face is that red... in the cold and rain (okay, just a drizzle.. but it was windy and cold!) and think of it as a "super fun" morning must be a runner. And I was just a little jealous when I saw my cute friend Casey's bloody elbow after she ate it. (I don't know if that makes me more of a runner... It might just make me weird.)
Plus I got like 5th place. That kinda rocked too. ;)








