Pit In My Stomach...

So, I'm asking myself... what is this pit in my stomach? Is it the leftover macaroni and cheese with scallops that I just ate for lunch while watching The Office? No, that was freaking amazing knock your socks off main course mac & cheese (from dinner with Z in McConnelsville last night). Ok, is it my slight apprehension that now I won't be able to run before dinner from all the rich, buttery, creamy goodness I just had? Well, I must say... I'm feelin' a little sketchy at the moment. But, no, the pit in my belly, the butterflies in my stomach are because this is one of my only instances of participation in a blog of any kind in any way ever. I'm not anti-blog (no matter what Natalie tells you, ctm) but I think I am just too OCD. I always have that feeling of, "I just can't keep up!!"

But, I must say this is a REALLY good idea! Thanks for all the posts, the motivation, the peer pressure... I love it. Ran twice this week, between 2-3 miles each time, and will run again tonight before dinner (mac & cheese permitting). Keep it up boys and girls! FYI, in case you haven't heard, Z & I are official!!! (officially registered that is, wink, wink... what did you think?! He he he) Team name - "A Tornado Made of Arms, Legs and Fingernails"... We're both stoked. In case she doesn't post this week, Z ran 2 miles Thursday, too, and finished her MB training schedule she showed me yesterday. Way to go on the setup Jules. Later.