Liz suckered me into running the Vegas Rock 'n Roll marathon last weekend with her. She is sly like a fox! First she found some killer deal on Southwest for plane tickets, and I'm always up for a trip to Vegas. Next she taunted, teased, begged, and finally manipulated me until I signed up for the race myself even though I have completely given up on running, working out, caring what I look like, fitness, health, etc. I told her I wasn't prepared, but she soothed me with "We'll run it together, it will be fun." Yeah right! Maybe for the first six miles! At which point I bent over to tie my shoes and never saw her again until the finish line! Liz killed me by a full ten minutes!
Overall: glad I went, sorry I'm sore, proud of Liz. Her time was 1 hour 54 minutes. Way to go Liz!
