A Change of Pace

I am officially running the Twin Cities Marathon this Sunday, October 4th. My roommate and I signed up in February after we saw an episode of The Biggest Loser, in which all of the remaining contestants had to run a marathon. We thought, 'If they can do it, we can do it!' ....right?

So we let it soak in for a few months and in June, started training. It's been 4 months now and we've honed our running "skills", lost every shred of our social lives, and have spent the last 17 Saturday mornings along the shores of Lake Michigan. We keep asking ourselves, 'Who do we think we are?'

That's a great question: we are 2, post-college twenty-somethings who share a strong love of cheese, beer and coffee mugs and muscle tanks showcasing various wild animals. But, we are also 2 girls who set a goal months ago and are days away from accomplishing it. Yeah, we're nervous and slightly freaking out, drinking gallons of water a day and constantly talking about crossing the finish line, but we know that this will all be worth it for the sense of pride and accomplishment we'll feel running down the hill toward the Capitol. This has been such a huge motivator for me these past few months and I can't believe it's going to all be over soon. I'm sure we'll be in some pain come Monday morning, but I know I'll love every second of it.

Who knew that by the time I turned 24, I will have seen the Coliseum, gone skydiving, and ran a marathon? Who needs to have a fulfilling job when I'm lucky enough to have done all of these things already?!

Wait....