A few things I have forgotten to mention have rushed to the forefront of my mind tonight as I got the urge to write.

A few weeks ago, I got a chance to run in the Medical Center 10k Classic here in Bowling Green. After running in a 5k earlier in the semester, I set my sights on the 10k, which is actually a big deal here in BG. The night before, I got to go to a free spaghetti dinner. Anyone who knows me knows that despite cooking and serving it for like five years at Fazoli's, I LOVE PASTA. Free pasta makes it even better. At this dinner deal, there was a Health Expo. At said expo, I got my blood pressure taken, my body fat analized (yay, I'm not obsese anymore) and I got a free long sleeve t-shirt that proudly announces I at least signed up for a race. They even had people giving free massages, which was pretty cool. All in all, some cool perks just for a race.

The next morning, I make it to the race early to watch a handful of people run in the 5k. One of them even came in like 12th overall, which was pretty cool. There are literally thousands of people at this whole event. After congratulating them, Jacob and I moved over to the start line, music in-hand, ready to go. I ambitiously got in line with the people hoping for 7 min mile times. Bam. Gun has gone off, I actually have to run now. Not just run, run for like 6.2 miles. In front of people. People that run a lot.

Well, it wasn't easy, but I finished with a time of 51:56, I was happy with. I was pretty excited at the end of the race when I got a chance to make a kick and pass some people right there at the finish line. Now my biggest challenge is to find a way to keep even moderately interested in running when it is cold. Since the race, I have only run 2-3 times, which makes me sad. It has been quite rainy as of late, so that's one good excuse for it. Anyway, someone please harass me to keep running. k, thanks.

Halloween time now. I am definitely a big practitioner of the last minute Halloween idea. Usually, they don't work out too well. This year was no exception. There was a little shindig tonight that I was attending with a costume. I thought I was being mildly creative, and I sorta was. Only thing is, I picked a somewhat obscure movie reference for my costume choice. Turns out, fewer people have seen The Royal Tenenbaums than I thought. That doesn't really help when you want someone to recognize your costume and especially recognize its creativity.

So, I was going for washed up former tennis pro Richie Tenenbaum, post-suicide attempt, of course. I personally can't pull off the aviators all too well, but I did my best. I will try to update with a pic of my version at some point.

Well, that's all I've got for ya for tonight.

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