Add a Little Dash of Panic

The race had been going well so far. I mean, I wasn’t going to win a medal for anything besides participation, but the fact that I had stuck out the entire course was truly enough to warrant such an ubiquitous prize. It was the first year that most of the family decided to attempt the Warrior Dash and it was very exciting to know that I could have such a good showing in front of some of my favorite people. Sweat was dripping down my face and my shorts were rubbing between my thighs, creating twin burning rashes, but I…

Am I Really Getting off the Couch for This?

Tomorrow is the big day, everybody.  Wish me luck!  Thought I would repost, even though it’s not so terribly old… I get it!  I get it.  You want me to work out.  And by “you” I mean every person that has been sending emails, facebook advertisements, Groupon and livingsocial deals inviting me to run, play, jump and climb on various types of courses and equipment.  And you found your target audience– yay you!  The only way you’re going to get me to join any exercising event is by adding tons of toys and costumes that deflect from the fact that…