Survived

I survived the first run. Brooke told me that the guy she called at The Running Room had assured her that on the first night, we only ran for one minute. Though that seemed odd to me, with the cold weather and the snow it was welcome news. It turns out the guy must have mistaken “1 mi” for one minute when it was actually one mile! Metric moron. But I survived. Of the pack of about 60 of us, I finished in the first quarter, and Brooke actually finished a few people behind me. So we’re off to a good start, and I’m actually kind of excited about it. For me, joining a gym has always been out of the question. Exercise has to be social or it’s boring. Running (er, jogging) in a group can be fun.

Oh, and by the way, if you’re one of my single guy friends living in Toronto reading this? Get your arse out to a jogging class. The ratio of women to men is about 10:1.