- Because I'm crazy. No, let me restate that. When I don't run, I'm crazy. 100% bonafide nutso.
- I don't have time for it. Yet, how can I not make time for it??? If running keeps me sane and stable, then it's a must-do. And I'm never going to have time for it. So I might as well just trudge ahead and, as Nike would say, 'Just Do It'.
- My whole world functions better when I have well-defined goals. The times in the past when I've been on a training schedule for a race, it seems like the rest of my life stays focused. Yet, when I'm out there running with no purpose, my life seems to go in that direction too. I don't know why this is so, it just is.
- My favorite time of the year to train for a race is the fall.
- Huntsville is flat and fast. Perfect for trying to --no, I can't even speak it out loud.
- It's December 14, right after Thanksgiving and right before Christmas...that time of the year when I'm usually on an eating marathon. Thought it might be a good idea to replace it with this :)
- When someone in our family trains for something big, it brings us together in a fun way. Weird, I know.
- Some of my sweetest times with God is when I run. I can't wait to spend more time with Him.
- I feel a little less than par these days at 43. Decided it's time to kick my age in the butt and defy all kinds of odds.
- I've just got this weird itching to do one, that's all.
Looking forward to what God wants to teach me through the treacherous, long runs ahead. As I pound the pavement, I'm sure He'll pound and form my heart in new ways. He'll shape through the hurt...you know that good-kind-of-satisfying-hurt.
So, it's official. Wish me luck! And pray for my not so young body--especially the knees. and feet.
P.S. Did I mention that I'm also doing one so that I can get Eric to buy me a new pair of running shoes?
