The other day I had to listen and then re-listen a few times more to a voicemail a friend left me. Why did I have to listen to the message over and over? Because honestly I could not believe what I was hearing. One of my probably most sane friends had apparently lost her mind. She had actually left me a message asking if I would run a 10K with her. Wait it gets better. She wanted me to run a 10K in New York City with her. Uh, do I look like Katie Holmes? I think not. After I internalized the messaged and realized that my ears were not deceiving me, but my friend had truly lost her mind I called her back. Here's basically how the conversation went...
Me: Uh, thanks so much for the confidence that you have in me, but there is no way in heaven or the other place that I am running a 10K in NY.
Friend: I think it would be a great way to challenge ourselves.
Me: Yes, it would be a great way to challenge yourself, you who have ran since high school. Challenging myself would be to run through one set of commercials on my treadmill while watching my favorite show.
Friend: I've never ran a 10K either. A 5K is all I've done.
Me: But you have ran a 5K before. Me...nada. No races ever completed or even walks for that matter.
Friend: Well think about and let me know if I can change your mind.
Me: My mind will definitely not be changing about the race, but I will think about coming along to sit and cheer you on. I'll be your biggest fan. Do you think we will have time to do some shopping!!
I still am not sure what in the world convinced her to ask me, out of all our friends, to accompany her on a 10K in New York. She has talked another friend into running with her, thank God because it takes the focus off me. I am considering at least going and cheering my girls on from the sidelines...I'll be the one with a Starbucks cup and chocolate croissant flakes on my shirt.
**I must admit though that my friend has at least made me start thinking. I have came a long way being able to run at all and honestly it would be thrilling to run a race. I just may have to start challenging myself a bit more and do some training to see if I can build up more endurance. Then, maybe, just maybe, when she loses her mind the next time I can graciously accept her challenge and live up to the confidence she has in me!! Until then though I am perfectly happy to be known as the cheerleader.