OMG... what have I signed up for??

A few months ago, I could barely run 5km. My dad signed me up for a 5km run in Santiago and I panicked, literally. 5kms. I know you're all dying to know how it went... well, I survived, let's just put it that way. 5kms is a long way!!!

Fast forward a few months and somehow Liz has managed to convince me that running 21.09km is a good idea. I'm not quite sure how I ever let this happen but I'm doing it. Let the suffering begin!

As per Liz's instructions, I also started my 'training' on July 16th. I've been going to the gym about 2 to 3 times a week so 30 minutes on the treadmill wasn't so bad. Actually considering how bad the weather has been in Amsterdam recently, I'm really glad I've got a gym membership - unlike Liz, you wouldn't catch me dead running with a rain jacket getting soaked. I. Don't. Think. So.

Back to the gym tomorrow for some more training. I'll put some numbers up when I figure out minute miles instead of minute kms ;)