Shall I recap that last paragraph in case you missed the insanity?
Vacation....what a nice break in winter and a few days of RnR.
Race....hahaha, I am barely running.
5K or 10K....please, I can't even run 3 miles yet
Wine....Uh Oh. Someone must put a lock on my liquor cabinet as this always gets me into trouble
Half Marathon.....WTF, WTF, WTF!!!!!!!!
MARATHON.....uhhhhh, well, uhhhhh peer pressure. Extreme peer pressure!
Yes, I do realize how ridiculous that sounds. Yes, I do realize what I am in for. What can I say....I am nuts.
I was going to keep the marathon a secret but I don't do well holding anything back. After the Twin Cities Marathon failure in October I told myself no more. I was done. Then the next day....yes, the very next day I was taunted and badgered by Bobbi and Kelli. I thought long and hard about it (5 minutes) and signed up. I knew that if I saw those two broads cross the finish line, I would be very sad sitting on the side lines. I caved to peer pressure. Here I go again on the insane train to marathonville....this time I will finish.