Runfessions: It's May...

Here we go again...it's the last Friday of the month and its time for Runfessions. Marcia hosts this monthly sole (yes, pun intended) cleansing for runners. You can share all your running transgressions and not even get a penance. It's a pretty good deal.

So what do I have to runfess this month?

With a long holiday weekend looming and since I'm feeling so much better, I wanted to find a race to run. I usually do a local 10k, but for some reason, it was canceled this year. I thought this would be the year for me to do the Soldier Field 10 miler. I've heard nothing but good things about this race and the medal and shirt looked great! I checked the website this week and it wasn't sold out. I filled out the registration form and entered my payment info. When I got to the total, I stopped. The race was $95 and there was a $5.62 "processing fee". Processing fee? For a race that costs $95? For a 10 mile race? I don't know if it was the race fee or the processing fee that bothered me more, but I runfess that I closed out the page before finishing my registration.

I recently saw my rheumatologist for follow up. I'm pleased to share that I got a good report. I'm getting better! All my blood work results were good. Except that my liver function tests were slightly elevated. Crap! One of the medications I am taking can affect the liver, and I won't lie, even knowing that, I've been enjoying my nightly glass or 2 of wine. The irony of all this is that I really do eat and live very clean. Wine is my one vice. Besides Ben and Jerry's, that is. Seeing those results made me very sad. I runfess that I had a huge sense of relief when my rheumatologist told me not to worry about those results. "You can have your wine", she said.

Besides helping me accomplish my planned distances, doing run/walk intervals while I recover from my RA flare has made it much easier to channel my inner Mrs. Kravitz. When I'm moving slower, I see so much more. Last week, I saw one of my neighbors riding his lawn mower along the frontage road. I thought that was kind of odd, and then I saw him dumping his lawn clippings in the ditch. He saw me watching him. While lawn clippings aren't the worst thing he could be dumping, it's against the law. Dude. Bag it up. One of my other neighbors works for the village and I runfess that I may have shared this story with her.

When I'm out running, I'm not always focused on the run. There are so many distractions. On Sunday, I saw a suitcase sitting on the sidewalk in front of the gas station. There was no one nearby. My oldest son asked me if I looked to see what was inside. Um, no? But I did wonder where it came from. A few weeks ago, I came upon this sign. Ok, I know what it meant, but I runfess that my thoughts may have wandered to the juvenile section of my brain. I giggled for the rest of my run.

While I was preparing Wednesday's post, I was looking through old race photos and I couldn't find any from my 2014 Chicago Marathon. I thought I accidentally deleted them. I contacted MarathonFoto and the photos were still available. When I looked through them, I realized that I had only purchased one from that race. I runfess that this time, I bought the whole digital package. I mean, it was a marathon!

So worth it to preserve gems like this!

How high is too high for a race entry fee? What is a processing fee? Do you buy race pictures? Seen any interesting things on the run? Got any runfessions to share? 

I'm linking up with Marcia's Healthy Slice for Runfessions as well as Fairytales and Fitness and Running on Happy for the Friday Five!