Age

So I have been endlessly NAGGED...er, I mean asked constantly for pictures of me running. I finally found someone who would take some pictures and I owe a big thanks to Cindy for allowing me to get the nag...er, I mean blogmistress, Sanya, off my case. ;)

Unfortunately, my camara is a bit old and you have to hold the button down for about 10 seconds before the thing will take a picture. The zoom is a little ify so to actually get a motion shot I had to run really slow....(even slower than my normal pace!!) So if these pictures look a little posed....they aren't...they are just the best "action" shots my poor old camara could handle.

Speaking of old. A couple of weeks ago, the Guru asked me my age. I didn't mind but asked him first how old he thought I was. He completely lied and said he thought I was 21. All that running has obviously warped his vision...

In case any of you were wondering how old I will be when I run my first marathon, I turn 37 this weekend. I am telling all of you not to get birthday wishes but to suggest that EVERYONE eat a scoop of ice cream on Saturday...which I think should be the Official Rescue Eat Ice Cream Day. The challenge for everyone but me still applies because nothing has guilt, fat or calories on your birthday. So I will be indulging in a scoop (or 5) of chocolate malt ice cream!!! Yeeeee haaawwwwww!

Be well everyone!