Misery Loves Company

So I've convinced the photo intern and another friend from work to run the Four on the Fourth, a four mile run on the Fourth of July.

I really don't want to do it. I'm not ready for it. I gave myself a week off from running after my vacation, but that week lasted longer than expected. It's also been so freakin' hot that I don't even want to go outside, much less run. Excuses, excuses.

So I signed up anyway, more out of guilt and obligation than anything else. At least I won't be alone. I figured If I'm going to be sweaty and miserable at 7 a.m. next Friday, I'm going to drag as many people with me as possible.