So I guess we're still running this 10k on Saturday. Well, jogging it to be exact.
A 10k is 6.2 miles, and the farthest we've run is 4.5 miles twice. And definitely not at Olympic speeds. Last night when we finished, however, I have to admit I felt pretty darn good. In fact I think it was the first time I didn't want to poke my eyes out on a longer run. So maybe I don't hate running, uh, jogging as much as I used to. But I'll have a better handle on that after this weekend.
Oh, and the forecast for Saturday? Rain.