The drive.

I am a bit afraid to type this tonight. Simply because if I do it will be recorded in the world wide web. Forever someone will be able to pull it up and judge me. They will be able to take what I said and compare it to what I did. That's scary. That's permanent. That's real. I think however I need to say this, I need to type it out. I'm a kind of person who needs to be held accountable, I need encouragement, I need support and I need to do this.

Tentatively I am planning. . . ah this is hard. . . Iamplanningonrunningahalfmarathon.

I am planning on running a half marathon.

There I said it, I typed it for the whole world to read and judge.

To the world I say: Judge away.

To my friends I say: Help!

How it happened:

Brittany came early to camp to help in the office and we were talking about going running together and after talking to another old camp staffer who is running a half marathon the first of May, Brittany and I talked about how it would be cool if we could run a race, we joked about making our own Wawona race. Then later that evening she found a half marathon in Fresno the end of May. Soooo, it's now or never.

I've got a great running partner.

I've got the time. (hopefully, outdoor school might be my downfall. Which is why I still say tentatively.)

I've got the drive (sorta, Brittany has to help me along a bit)

Tonight was the first time I jogged 2 miles. Jogged, not wogged. I jogged 2 miles without stopping! Wow, perhaps I can go 13.1 miles by the end of May. . . if you do anything with that statement please let it be an encouragement to me. I need all the help and tips I can get.

Sooooooooooo,

Here goes!