since finals are beginning, there was no better way to waste the time away than to start a blog. and here i thought i was done with internet writing.
i decided in my quest to finally anchor myself in the here-and-now and realize that this is truly my life i would actually do something i've wanted to do for a long time. so i registered for the marine corps marathon. all 26.2 miles of glorious running. for the next six months i'm going to see just how much motivation and focus i have. just to say i could do it. just to say that i am me. those six months will probably be the longest i have ever stuck to one thing in my life.
i guess the biggest thing is that if/when i finish the marathon i can prove to myself and to others that you do not have to be skinny to be in shape, that you don't have to have run all your life to make the change. that there is hope for all us out of shapers.
the word skinny probably only described me for the first 5 years of my life, when i had buckets of nervous energy and running circles around the house was fun. but the skinny became chubby and then fat and then with a lag in sanity back to chubby. but i'd like to think i'm back to normal- mentally and physically. well, sort of.
running isn't something new for me, i enjoy hearing my feet pounding against pavement and my ponytail whipping the back of my head. it's a rush, all those endorphins.
i ran in high school, but i definitely was not fast. i'd like to think i was born with such an even amount of fast and slow twitch muscles that my body just likes to jog.
but now that i'm rambling, back to 26.2. that's the goal. for the next six months. whew.