Cue in Rocky Music!

So I completed my second 5k on the 18th. Im just now writing about it.
See? Lazy.
It wasnt too bad. Of course I only jogged in spurts. Thats probably why it wasnt so bad.
The race was a 5k and a 10k so there were plenty of people who lapped us, zipping passed like we were walking backwards. But there was this one guy was passed us and with each breath, he made this panting/whine/groan noise. It was alarming. But he kept going. Like his legs were dragging him along the path against his will.
I hope he is still alive.
So Im not sure I want to run an entire 5k. That cant be good for you. ;)
Im starting suspect that runners are actually liars, who just say they enjoy it, but secretly they are punishing themselves for something evil they have done in the past. Maybe that panting/whining/groaning man abandoned his mother in a nursing home.
In the end, I did manage to improve my time by 8 minutes.
Which I guess is saying something. But its kind of like the 500 pound man who lost 50 pounds. Sure thats a lot of weight to lose.
...but....(you get where Im going with this?)
Sure you improved your time by 8 minutes. Of course you still took 49 minutes to go 3 miles.
But hey, I will take what I can get.
*high five* Conrats 500 pound man! Congrats.