Tim and I have just made a last minute decision (at 8:30 pm) to run in the St. Joe's Sausage Fest 5k tomorrow morning. I mean, come on, meat on a stick AND exercise all in one convenient location. Who could resist?
So even though all of this 5k'ing is having no impact on the size of my ass, I shall soldier on. If you are at the Sausage Fest in the morning (and, honestly, if you live in the 'Couv where else would you be?) and you happen to see two middle-age pudges trotting along in the middle of the 5k looking like they might stroke out at any minute, give us a shout out.