We had our first Team in Training group run today. I felt like death! I still have this horrible cold, but didn't want to miss out on our first run. I had a great deal of lung butter, and felt like my feet weighed 100 pounds each. I guess all runs cannot be magical...and there are no doubts that this run was in NO way magical.
This friday will be my first fundraiser.. I am actually really nervous for it. I am concerned that nobody will come, that it will not be profitable and that I will look like a loser. Ok, so I understand that I am being a bit melodramatic about this whole situation. I have no idea why I get so worried when I plan events, but I do. When I was growing up I would always make my mom wait outside of wherever she dropped me off. Even if I was going to my best friends house, I would ask her to wait, just in the even that she was bailing on our plans. This , of course never happened. I am sure that the fundraiser will go very well, I am sure that I have nothing to worry about..... but.....
Fundraising update:
As of right now I am sitting at $20.00. One of my mothers friends gave me a $20.00 and wrote a message on it. It was the perfect first donation. I will update my blog with what we make at the pub night fundraiser.. Ultimate goal of 7500.00.