Today I feel like if I am in an emotional coma. Nothing disturbs me but nothing thrills me either. I thought about posting a recipe and saving everyone from reading a corny post but I decided to confront it. Don't worry I will still save you from a whiny post. Instead of going through everything that has me in this self induced state I want to write down the reasons I decided to run a marathon.
This is my own attempt to cheer me up.
My 10 reasons to run a marathon.
1. I want to prove myself I can do it.
2. I want to beat down genetic history and attitude heritage towards sport
3. To be super cool and awesome.
4. To commit to something and carry it through
5. To learn to rely on myself.
6. So I can give Heinz an excuse to give me an amazing post race present. I am secretly hoping for a puppy.
7. So I can have a post marathon party and pose with my shinny dazzling medal in every s.i.n.g.l.e picture.
Sort of like this one but on ACID!
Do I seem excited or what? and that wasn't even a half.
9. To get fit and beeeeuuureeefall (beautiful)
10. So I can start every sentence, tweet, facebook status with the words "when I ran my first marathon...."
Editor's note: By the time I was done writing my last reason I was already smiling.
R-U-T-H go RUTH! + spirit fingers