Making it right...

I am all about conquering fear. I will admit right here and now that I'm a little afraid to run another marathon. I'll certainly delay conquering the fear of running another marathon when it's 80-something degrees out, but I didn't run all of those miles just to create a new reluctance.

Oh I have a confession too. Look at this medal:

I didn't earn it. But it was put around my neck and by the time I really had the wherewithal to realize that it was a marathon medal and not a half marathon medal, I was on my way home. And this is a little embarrassing... but I did register for the full marathon in 2008. I didn't train adequately- oh wait that's the understatement of the year; I didn't train AT ALL so I conceded to running the half. (you're thinking, so what- at least you did the half, right?) But the confession goes deeper. I'm not done... I walked most of it. Now don't get me wrong, I have a lot of respect for race walkers. I think that anyone that steps out and finishes a race deserves a medal. But for me, personally, this was a waste. I do not go out in the freezing cold and pay whatever it is that I paid for registration and a hotel and sit in a car for that long just to freakin' WALK! It was so cold on that day that the ground near all the aid stations was a sheet of ice. I wondered how those who were hoping to PR or Boston qual managed not to slip and break their face. Seriously. It was miserably freezing.

In 2008 I was no where near ready to run a marathon. I couldn't even manage a half. I was out of shape, drinking waaay more than I should've been drinking and paying no mind to how much I was NOT taking care of myself.

So it's time. I'm on fire. I'm ready. I'm officially registered!

I'm getting ready to conquer the fear and make it right. Oh, and to blow my PR away... Bring it, bitchezzz!