Running sucks.

So my d-bag sister has "inspired" me to take up running. No for real though, she didn't try to get me to do it all it was legitimately all my idea

I officially started "training" for a 5k yesterday, I actually had to run today and it freakin BLOWS. I was so sweaty and tired and I didn't even run a mile. (I'm kinda fat and I'm in a shape, but not exactly the optimal desired shape if you hadn't noticed yet)

Spending all day in heels sitting at a desk and then running like immediately after work is probably not the best tactic, but whatev. I have like a month until the 5k, in which I'm sure my time will be awful, but at least I can say I tried it. I might grow to like it...eventually.

It took (e:mk) like 2 years to actually enjoy running not just that "I feel good about myself after I suffer through it" enjoy it, but like actually look forward to it. I hope to get there eventually.

House and Law & Order SVU premiere tonight! woohoo!!!