Day 14 - Your earliest memory.
It's a tie between two, because I'm not really sure which came first! The first is when my mom found a backpack that belonged to a missing child. I don't remember the name (for some reason I thought it was Amber Garcia, but we lived in Washington, not California, at the time) or what came out of it, but I think I remembered that particular memory because it was such a scary thing to find.
The other memory takes place at a birthday party, and I remember my aunt riding a bicycle around our driveway.
I panicked a little last week when I realized my first 6k of the year is March 27th. I've been upping my running minutes and today finished (wait for it) 2 sets of 8 minutes each.
I AM HARD CORE, MY FRIENDS.
I'm hoping to get a slightly better time than my last run, only because I plan to pace myself a little bit better and not waste all of my energy at the start.
Also, I tried on all the pants in the bottom of my dresser drawer, the drawer of yesterdays, and they almost fit! One pair I can button, but I'm not comfortable wearing skinny jeans that aren't supposed to be like that....