Those of you who know me IRL or follow me on any sort of social media (and even on this blog) are probably aware that I have a very good friend named Katie.
I recently joked on Twitter (because she's not on there) that I have to stop drinking with Katie because every time we have a girl's night, I end up agreeing to another ridiculous idea.
"You should totally come with me next time I go to Ireland!"
"Kickboxing sounds like a fantastic idea. I will totally start going with you!"
"Help you train for the TC10K with lunch time runs? Run it with you? Why not!?! Let's do it!"
Out of the blue after kickboxing this week, Katie said "I need to get you drunk so you agree to train for a marathon with me."
Shit! She's on to me!