My family has signed up for a 5K run at Disneyland in September. Not wanting to ever be left out, I signed up too. Well, you see, it's not that any of them will be running. Neither my father nor my brother are actually capable of running 3.1 miles, and my mother probably will stay with them. My aunt, however, somehow ended up be the athletic one in the family. And I mean the only one. I will chalk it up to genetic mutation. She'll be running though. A 5K is like her morning run.

My dilemma is this: I could walk it, with my family, or get my act together and run it. To compound this, I hate running. I have always hated running. WHY ARE YOU RUNNING? This will be me running for an hour straight (an hour, right?).

Of course, September is a long ways off, so that means I would have a lot of time to prepare. If I were serious about this, I would be able to run more than 5K by the time September comes. I have the time these days to do it.

I found this training schedule, which has walking days. This is excellent, because I have really nice places around me to walk, or at least I can walk to do my errands and shopping. I can even use an app on my iPhone to keep track of things.

So I guess in the course of writing this post, I have talked myself into beginning this. I'll get all the logistics worked out, and then I'll start on Monday, I suppose.