Checking My Sanity

I just updated my status on my Facebook, letting my friends know that I am excited and a little bit nervous because it was nine hours and 59 minutes till the gun goes off for the 30th Anniversary Chicago Marathon. To celebrate this, I decided to run it. My very first home marathon. And technically, my first marathon ever, considering I didn’t train for the 2006 Arizona Rock ‘n Roll Marathon which resulted in injury at mile 17.

To my credit, I did finish the marathon in Arizona, but instead of the 4:30 goal, I ended up with a 6:00 finish time. Well, this time I have been diligent as well as sacrificed myself in the quest of completing the marathon with a goal. After months of training and going to bed early every Friday (almost), I hope to reap the fruit from the seeds I sowed. Uhm, I didn’t mean I’ve been wanking it every Saturday morning for the last several months. It was a metaphor. Uhm, forget it.

Well, this is a short entry to let you know that tomorrow, I’ll be asking myself constantly for the entire length of 26.2 miles this million dollar question: “What was I thinking for signing up to run 26.2 miles? Why did I pay $100 to run 26.2 miles when I’ll end up exactly where I started after the fact? I should have looked into whether my I B M insurance will pay for sanity checkups.”

Stay tuned! =)