We just finished the St. Pat’s 5K. It was rough. I am definitely not in the shape I was in one year ago. I ran the whole way, albeit slowly, without stopping. It took me 42 minutes but I don’t care — I did it.

This is why I ran that stupid 5K:

Like dangling a carrot on a stick in front of a donkey, this is what motivates my lumpy ass to run.

It has become a tradition to treat ourselves to an Anita’s burrito (okay, two) after each race. Yes, it completely negates the benefits of the run but they are so delicious! When my husband woke me up to get ready for the race, I was already thinking about the burrito I’d get afterwards.

* burp*

Our next rewards? A hot shower and a nap.