ING New York City Marathon or Bust!

I'm the fast looking one

Okay, so I'm a few days late.  But that is to be expected.  Half the time (well more like 99%) my mind is torn in at least 20 different directions.  Anyhoo,  back in January I decided I needed a big ol' kick in the butt.  Why you might ask?  Because I am on overachiever who is slowing down.  I'm currently in a competitive Marketing MBA (Masters of Business Administration) program, working full time, slowly renovating my adorable 1925 Tudor style house (myself - not paying someone - although sometimes I wish I could,) being married and other various items.  Apparently, that was not enough. 

Actually, I had been doing all of those things but feeling kind of lazy.  And feeling not so healthy.  And sitting in my MBA classes can be torture.  No, not because of the content (although, sometimes that is torture) but because of all the fast food brought in after our break.  French fries, pizza, curry - all sorts of wonderful warm and inviting scents wafting through the classroom - which are hard to resist when you haven't eaten in hours. 

I'm not large by any means but I just wanted to be fitter, and lighter, and honestly - I wouldn't mind losing a few pounds along the way.  So, I set myself up to kick my own butt.

I tossed my card in fate's hat.  That way, I wouldn't even have to make a real decision as to whether or not I would commit.  Part of me hoped I would be forced to run the marathon (if I'm going to pay close to $200 bucks for something, I'm doing it) and part hoped my name would not be drawn.

Well, guess what!  April 7th, (a few months later) all important day of the lottery results, my name was drawn!  I had immediate mixed feelings which shortly changed to excitement.  I've decided to embarrass/motivate/teach myself and keep a blog of my training.  The good, the bad, and the sweaty.  And all the snacking along the way.  Hey - there has to be a perk of running so many miles.  So, there it is.  I'm committed.  And now I just have to get my butt out the door.