If it weren’t for me, the average marathoners would be in last place…

So, it is a cold & rainy morning and I’m going to pick up the race bags for the whole family for this Saturday’s 5K.  You see, Don registers us all for a 5k every month.  It is fun for the whole family.   The only problem is that I have not been very motivated since last month’s 5k to do much running.   Oh, I got my excuses:  It is cold/raining/ozone depleted outside today.   I’m swamped with work/home/life/mindless blogging at the moment.  My hips/feet/head/tonsils (so what if they were removed when I was in 2nd grade – ever heard of phantom pain??) hurt.     

And, to make matters worse, after the last 5k I was heckled by my running clan that I was a slow runner – despite the fact that I did beat a 5 year old boy who was trying to outrun me at the last minute to the cheers of the onlookers (the little turd