Saturday, September 25, 2010

This Blog Post...

... is brought to you by Bo's Coffee (High Street) and the letter Zzzzz...

Yes darlings, I'm sleepy as a bear in winter but I'm forcing myself awake for the race registration the TBR Dream Marathon.


It's two cups of strong brewed coffe later, a few chapters of The Art of Racing in the Rain, and I'm bored to near death! I hate waiting! This is not fun... huhuhu... (Ay, naiyak na lang?!)

But I am seriously wondering... How did I get here? In a matter of minutes, I will be sealing the deal and making the commitment to do this. To this promise to run and be a marathoner. Ah, I swear, it's too beautiful to say a loud. I haven't said it aloud yet, the actual act of referring to myself as a marathoner. I've typed it up many times... on FB, YM, here... But to say it is ... Scary! Scares the daylights out of me. Why am I doing this again?

Seriously, I wonder what possessed me to sign up for this. I'm not athletic, not at all in good shape, I stress-oreƱa-drillon too dang much, yet still here I am, waiting my turn to bloodpact my Death [on] March. Still scared. Did I really think this thru enough? I don't want a life-defining moment to be defined by a whim!

But I'm here. This is it. And I'm going thru this. Seeing this thru to the frikkin' end! (Peptalk much?)

One hour and twelve minutes to go... Good luck, me.

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