I apologise in advance if this blog post is bragging.
It could have so easily gone the other way though.
Back in August when I turned the big 3-0, I made a birthday promise to myself, mainly promising not to complain as much about living in England.
For the record, I think I have been a lot better, getting out with Josh and exploring the countryside a bit more.
In my birthday promise, I also said I would like to start running more; a promise I easily forgot when the cold weather and rain came.
But thankfully my sister reads the blog and she didn’t forget.
In fact, as a birthday gift, she signed us up for a 5k.
And as much as the thought of running three miles made me feel nauseous, this last weekend we did it.
I felt really good about it.
I think it helps that I had my wonderful sister to run with.
And let’s face it, it’s much nicer to run along the beach in 60 degree weather than in frosty England.
I mean, look at the view.
So thank you Erin for the wonderful gift and making sure I actually followed through on something.
You’re an amazing sister!
Let me know if we’re on for that half marathon next Christmas.
I’ll easily need the whole year to train for that.