That's what I get for not training.

Ran my first 8k this past Saturday and really thought I was going to die about halfway through it. I wasn't dying from the course but rather from the embarrassment of being beaten by a 70 year old woman named Phyliss. I recently joined a softball team and hurt myself running the bases on Thursday night thus leading to my miserable performance on Saturday. With teaching and coaching responsibilities, not to mention my duties as a father and husband, really cut into my training. The fact that I have been lazy doesn't really help either. Have a 5k race this Saturday and another on Sunday. Think I'll take it easy on the bases this week. Rehearsals for Grease are going pretty good right now. The kids are excited about puting the show on at the end of May. Life is good here in the sun city.