Then somehow I managed to agree to run in a 5K with my brother in June. My 30th birthday is this year and my hubby has been planning away. So (I think to get my rear-end moving) my brother said that he would help celebrate only if I ran in this 5K with him. It's the same race that I ran with him 4 years ago. That was the last race I ran in before I pretty much gave up running. But here I am trying again. It's going to be a slow start but at least I have a few months before the big day.
Despite my craziness there are some things that remain the same. My wonderful husband who supports me no matter what I choose to do. My cuddly beagles that love me no matter what I say. And my baby boy who makes me the happiest mommy in the world.