And therein lies the brilliance of my five year old.
Yes, indeed.
Why?
Well, for lots of reasons.
One, my good friend Shelly from HS asked.
Two, I have run three before, about 13 years ago, and I really don't think they count anymore.
Three, I turn the big 4-0 next year and want to feel not so old.
Four, running helps my mental health.
Five, I was on bed rest last year and it made me realize how much I took running for granted.
Six, my stepdaughter is running and I'm so beyond excited for her to have this experience, all the more reason to share it with her.
Seven, my husband said, Sure, why the hell not? when I asked him.
Eight, it's a pretty awesome race to run.
Nine, I need to see if I can best my time from my first marathon (4:20).
Ten, well, ok, I can only think of nine.
I'm looking at my Participant Guide that came in the mail today and am getting nervous/excited. Specifically, I'm reading about the medical truck that is on the course and can pull you off if 1) you aren't running in a straight path to the finish, 2) you cannot say who you are, where you are and what you're doing (now those would be some questions to have some fun with - I'm an idiot lost somewhere between Mpls. & St. Paul and trying to look like I'm running), and 3) you need to look clinically fit to proceed, with good color and reasonable running posture (Lord, help those who are overweight to begin with, have a bad complexion and a habitual slouch) and (Lord, help me if I get stopped for number 3).
I just pray it's not raining, that I don't have H1N1, and I feel good physically/mentally on race day. This SHOULD be at the very least an interesting, and hopefully not too entertaining at my expense, story for later.
On October 4, RACE DAY, you can follow me online to see my progress if you are really that bored. Go to mtcmarathon.org and my race ID#F3978. I have absolutely no idea how that works, so let me know if you do try it. I guess my splits will be registered as I go through miles 5K, 10K, 13.1, 30K. Not sure if those will be on the website or only my final time.
I am running for all moms who've been on bed rest. I'm running for my kids, though they don't get it (and frankly, most people don't get it). And mostly, I'm running for my amazing husband who said, Sure, why the hell not? and then made my training possible these past three months by watching kids and kicking my butt out the door and then kissing me and telling me he was proud of me when I got home. I love you Mark!
