What in the world am I thinking? What is inherently wrong with me that I have to constantly set goals for myself? In my fantasy world, I am lounging around on a handmade quilt (designed by me) in a flower garden bursting with vibrant roses (grown by me) and reading the latest best seller (you guessed it, written by me!). As I bask in the glory of all of these accomplishments (both real and imagined), my mind begins to drift away and I find myself asking….what now?
And so I have decided to try to run a marathon. Now I am not foolish enough to think that this will be easy (or am I?) and so I will begin with a 10K in October called the American Family Walk/Run. I have given myself ten weeks to prepare for this event (reasonable, right?) and tomorrow marks the beginning of my training. Tonight I must bid goodbye to all of my unhealthy vices (don’t even think that I am going to let you in on all my dirty little secrets!) and embark on my newest journey of self improvement.
(Hey, give that Cold Stone container back sweetie! I haven’t finished licking it yet!)
Sorry, where were we? Oh yes, tomorrow begins the grueling training. I am supposed to get up at 5:00 AM and run two miles. Hmm, I wonder if the 5:00 AM is negotiable?
Wish me luck, and stay tuned…
