Ready...

Ready, set, go!

I signed up for the Marine Corps Marathon last night. I had to join a program where I commit to raising funds, then I can get my bib. I'm excited, scared, nervous...but just ready. I've been thinking about this, secretly, for a long time. I've never said anything because most people look at you like your nuts. And basically ask, "Why, are you crazy?".

Well, maybe I am. But I am sick and tired of just THINKING about doing things. I want to do them, if I can. Why not?! I honestly think, no, I know I can do this. Now is the time. It's a hard situation, with the kids, the sleep. But it's only 3 months away - I can get through this. And I can do it.

So I'm ready to go with my training. I'm also ready to stop feeling guilty about old friendships that are dying off. I'm just done. No more passive aggressiveness for me.

In a lot of ways I'm feeling really strong, and I like that feeling. I hope it continues, because frankly, I'm getting too old to bother with second guessing myself. This is my life to live, and I'm so blessed with it.

So I'm going to run with it.

I guess that could be an ironic pun?

Cheers!