My Confession

Hello, my name is Kim, and I blew a snot rocket on my last two cold-weather runs.

Have you ever done this? I have been running for over a year now, and I always swore I would never ever ever do it. It seems so gross! I would just snarf it up and deal with the cough later. I was always jealous of people who could do it at races. I could just never bring myself to do it.
What's a snot rocket, some might ask? I found this fabulous pic at Bike radar:

Sexy, right? I know. All the boys are gonna want me now!
I have to admit, I was oddly proud of myself for pulling it off. I hardly didn't get any on me, and I had a nice clear nose instead of a stuffy one. Yay me.
What brought on this change in feeling about the snot rocket, you might ask? DISNEY!! The Marathon is almost 2 weeks away, and we leave in 13 days. 13 DAYS!! Holy heck! I am SO not getting sick for this, and if that means blowing snot out of my nose while I run, so be it!
Sad, but true. And with runs like this:

I might have to do it again. A few times.

Am I still grossed out? YES! 

However..

I feel like I have joined a sisterhood, if you will. I have read about these things in my running books, so I know that people do it. I have missed being hit by rockets at races by mere inches. 

And now.

Now I am one of them.

And I stand proud!

Have you ever blown a snot rocket? Come on, don't be shy! Admit it, and join the sisterhood! The Sisterhood of the Snot Rockets!