Today I started my training for a 5k run. Some of you may have heard of it. It is called “Run for Your Lives!” For those who haven’t heard of it, the race is pretty much like a normal 5k with obstacles, except for one eensy weensy detail. You are being hunted. What? Hunted? You may say. Who would want to hunt you BookWyrmBlogger? Well let me answer in one word. ZOMBIES!!!!
Yes, in a relatively short period of time, I will be hunted by zombies. (Before you apocolypse people grab your AK-47s, let me add that they’re not real zombies. So this morning I ran a mile at an unholy hour, and now, consequently, my legs are burning.
So I’ll tell you all about the experience afterwards, but until then, please pray my legs don’t give out.
So if you too wish to be chased by the walking dead (and who wouldn’t?) check out the website for the runs and find out when it’s arriving to a city near you:
So until my next post, stay wierd people!