Well, shit.

Consider this an accountability blog. Or a blathering blog. Or a bit of both, really. The point is, I need to figure some shit out, and the best way to do that anymore seems to be on a public forum. This might be where the accountability comes in.

(As far as formatting goes, there’s going to be some trial and error. I’ve never tried anything like this before and trying to set up a site on a tablet is a truly terrible idea, so bear with me while I figure it out.)

Let me begin with the summarized version of my life story. Fat. Always have been. Came close once to coming within sixty pounds of my goal weight, so I was halfway there, then bought a bakery. You can imagine how well that went. So, here I am, starting over. Again.

What’s different this time? As you might have guessed from the tag line, my reluctant goal is to run a marathon. But why stop there. My overall goal is the Dopey Challenge. If you’re unfamiliar with Disney races, and I assume most of you are, they’re races where people throw away a ridiculous amount of money to spend a weekend running through the theme parks. I’ve done this four(?) times now? I’m old, my memory is going. A friend and I always do the Princess weekend, which involves the Fairytale Challenge—the 10k followed by a half marathon the next day. This is how we celebrate our birthdays. Fun, right?

Next year, she turns forty and wants to do the Dopey. The Dopey involves four races over four days—5k, 10k, half marathon and full marathon. Fucking crazy. Over the past few years, I’ve done the Princess races with no training and ended up demoralized physically and emotionally, with my confidence eviscerated by my misery. Seriously, I don’t recommend doing anything like this without training. You’ll just hate yourself in the end, and it’s not worth it. She, on the other hand, will be running the Houston marathon for the third time this year, so she’ll be fine. In order not to embarrass myself yet again, I’ve got to get my shit together and start running. I’ve got the gear, I’ve got a training calendar, I’ve got the planner, I’ve got my confidence journal (should really crack that bitch open), I just need to set foot out the door.

Starting next Tuesday.

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