oday I took my first steps
{literally} to hit my goal of running in a 5k, that's 3.2 miles people {for this
chubby girl that might as well be a million}. I do not know why I have this
deep want to complete something that I detest more than girls with straight
bangs and curly hair but I do. I feel like running races and shit is on the
list of things white people like right between gentrification and wearing those weird toe shoes...and definitely not made for people with my melanin count {unless you're Kenyan}.
Personally I think that I haven't got on board with the idea of running because it
seems so cliché of people my age and I hate doing things because others are
doing them. It is the same reason why I refuse to be sent to Africa if I get
into the Peace Corps..I don't want to be ANOTHER person that wants to save the
poor African children {I realize that sounds worse than I mean it}. What it
means is that I want to do things because I have a connection to it and I want
to run because I am concurring a long arch nemesis of mine and I want to go to
a country that needs me just as much as those countries in Africa.
