Mental alarm clock goes off at 3:41AM. I am alert and ready to get in my 6 miles. ESPN hook me up for 6 miles. Done.
No matter what is said and what phone calls I get - I am going to be happy because I am on a flight up out of here this afternoon. I pull into the Visitor's Lot and register the rental car. (Name it and claim it! I refuse to be labeled as a permanent employee in these environments.) I walk in and I am numb to what UBCF has to say. I am smiling because there is a flight with my name on it.
I get a phone call from my trainer. Stunned that it was him and the top of his morning, I ask him about marathons and whether I should run a half-marathon or the real shebang. He says it really depends on what you feel like after trying a longer run. Well since 6 miles was an accomplishment on a treadmill, that means nothing on the streets. I have to do a real 6 miles on the streets. After doing some more research I decided that the best thing to do is sign-up and if I am not ready, cancel it. I only lose $100 and I can try it again at another time.
San Diego Rock and Roll is coming up in two weeks. Sign me up!
Note to Self: Two weeks is impossible to be ready but why not try for the impossible. Oh wait the email registration indicates it is the real 26.2 marathon. They don't have a half. Uh oh - this means all or nothing on the first time.
Excitement gone!
Run Life's Course
It's The Course and the Finish that Counts
