One, I'm hungry. And I no longer care about being healthy. Screw vegetables. I want Oreos. I almost feel like I can now that I'm running...which leads me to my next thought. I think I'm too big of a chicken to actually commit to running a marathon. Which is why I really want to do it. I need a goal. I'm super antsy--super so you know its real.. Anyway I need a goal to keep me goin and focused. And there's plenty of reason for me to find something on which to focus. Dah..pretty soon I need to decide if this is it. Random thought three: I'm scared of failing. So maybe it's good if I do fail so I can learn from it...but if I'm thinking that way now, that's just giving me permission to fail and through that I'll learn nothing. So. Don't fail? We'll see. Chapstick is great. I am tired.
Miles clocked: 11...according to dad that means only 289 before I'm ready to run!
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