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I Am Thinking About Running a 5K, Am I Crazy?

Believe it or not before I became pregnant with my 2nd child I was very close to a full six pack of abs, a 4 1/2 pack to be precise. Yes it is true I would not lie to you. It was one of the few moments in my life that I was actually proud of my body. SO proud I like to brag, however, I feel like grandma sitting in the rocking chair screaming “back in my day”…blah, blah, blah.
Getting and maintaining that body was a real work out…literally!
I would be at the gym every morning before work. My routine was very consistent, I would drop my son off at school and head straight for the gym. After an hour work out I would shower and then head straight to work. Monday through Friday. Then I became pregnant and paranoid. My fist pregnancy was a struggle, therefore with my second pregnancy I was classified as high risk, which made the gym the least of my concerns.
It has now been 5 years since I have been in a gym. Needless to say I am far from that six pack today and on the other side of the weight spectrum as well. But I must say this is the first time that I have been happy with my weight(yes I have “that kind” of weight issue). I just want to put all this weight in the right spot ;-)
Anyways….where am I going with this?
Oh Yea 5K
With all that said am I crazy for trying a 5K this year, IN 2 MONTHS???
My friend, who can actually wear a 2 piece at the pool and look good, has done a few 5Ks herself and she is the one that has talked me into running with her. I am not sure if she has that much faith in me or if she is setting me up to make herself look good……
Either way she has motivated me to do something good for my body, to get back in shape and to get off the rocking chair before I actually have grandchildren. And that my friends will be a struggle in itself….I get out breath when I take the stairs at church and that’s only one level.
Told you, FAR from that six pack ;-)
So am I crazy?
What 5Ks have you ran if any?
If none, you wanna run with me?

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