My friend Jess, my sister-in-law Jan, and I ran in the Sugar House 5k. It started at 11:30 p.m. and supposedly you were to finish before the new year...
If you actually did finish before midnight, you got these stupid plaques...
If you didn't, you got to get kissed by this handsome dude instead... (Picture of post-kiss...damn the stupid delay!) I think next year I'll opt-out for the kiss by my brother. Wanting to puke for half-an-hour to ring in the new year just isn't what I'd call FUN, but thanks for dragging me into it, anyway. Maybe by next year I'll forget all the pain and pukiness and try it again. I'll tell ya, though, that sure is ONE way to get rid of all the fondue from Jen's party. I'm thinkin' next time I'll let it simmer on my ass for a while instead. Happy new year everyone, (and may all our butts be big ones!)
3 comments:
Rosanne, you are too funny! I don't think ANYTHING simmers on your ass. :)
Thanks for doing the race and for everything! I wouldn't have done it [or have been able to finish in time] if it weren't for our friday runs.
My New Years Resolution is to be Rosanne!! Truly inspirational... or stark ravin' mad... either way... FABULOUS!
What an awesome way to bring in the New Year!!! Sounds like a blast...kind of. It's a toss up, would I rather bang on pans at midnight for no reason or finish a 5K by midnight? I think both of them are crazy :)
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