In a momentary fit of insanity, I registered for a 3.5 mile snowshoe race at the end of January. I can walk it if I need to, but I'd rather not keep the race volunteers sitting around in the cold any longer than they have to (I know what it's like, I've been one of those volunteers in the past!). I have six weeks to get in shape. Oh, dear (insert diety of your choice here), what have I done?!

I did it because now I HAVE to get out and get active. I've been getting fat, lazy, and sedentary and I needed to do something about it. I could join a gym, but I'm not really the gym type, and I don't see myself ever actually going. I'd have good intentions, but...