Updated: Forgot to mention that Vance is fine as of yesterday. Just a random bug. Who knows.
I'm in pain right now and it's all because of a waitress named Ashley.
Ashley was our waitress at Caramel in the Bellagio. She was wearing a teeny tiny leather mini-dress and stiletto heels. You could tell that she worked out, so upon inquiring she told us that, yes, she was a runner. She's actually training for the Iron Woman that will be held in St. Croix this year. Her physique alone was enough to spark an idea in my sister's head.
Charity called a couple of days ago to inform me that she had found a beginners running training program on a website and she was starting on Monday. I told her I'd look at it, but made no promises. I don't like to run. I never have.
Today is Monday and on this day I started the Beginners Running Training Program. I'm hurting. It hurts to physically move. Why do we do this to ourselves? Because of all the Ashley's in the world. Ashley also told us that she's been running for 4 years now. Charity and I are ignoring that part. All we know is that by summer we're going to try our best to look like Ashley. If anyone wants to join in, let me know. I'll send the link. It'll be good motivation.