One definition of insanity
I did it. This morning I signed up to run a half marathon.
In case you aren’t familiar with those, they’re 13.1 miles.
Of running.
Coo-coo. Coo-coo.
“But why?” you may be asking. I’ve been asking myself the same thing. Yeah, I dunno.
I want to be in shape? Seems like there are less sadistic ways to do that. But if this guy can do it, I can.
I plan on posting the occasional thoughts as I torture myself over the next three months. I’ll also be posting my run data automatically which you can follow here if you feel so inclined.
Encouragement and support is appreciated and greatly needed.
Image courtesy of here.

