Tomorrow morning at 7am, I’m going to give my brain a whoopin’! (aka~spanking/whipping)
My husband, daughter and myself will be running the annual Peavine Falls Run at Oak Mountain. Yay US!
Here is a Quote from Birmingham blogger Yo Momma Runs about last year’s race:
Peavine Falls Run is 8.2 miles which include a straight uphill climb with, what
felt like, very few respites of flatness and then a slingshot at the top to blow
you right back down that hill you just conquered (that’s if you have a liberal
definition of that word). And just for funsies, they throw in a 1.2-mile patch
of trail at the end in case all the downhill didn’t make you wet your pants bad
You should read the rest of her blog entry here!
So as I sit here right now this is what my brain is telling me: “It’s going to rain. You don’t like the rain or getting messy. You were in better shape last year. Bet that speed walker man is going to beat you again. 3.2 miles UP HILL? ARE YOU CRAZY? You’re just not good enough.”
As I type, we’ve got our bag packed and running clothes laid out…To my brain I just want to say:
Just wait ’til tomorrow morning, you’re gonna’ get a brain whoopin’
I win. Goodnight.