Even if it Kills Me

I am going to do this half marathon on Saturday even if it kills me. I know it won't though because I have done it two times before and the second time I was 30 pounds heavier than I am now. So, why do I think I can't do it? Well, because of that nagging and annoying nay-sayer in my head that never seems to go away. I actually had a dream last night that I did this race and even though I was dead last, I did it. That's more than people who don't do it can say, right? It'll be my fourth half marathon and my third penny medal.

And can I just say that I hope the shirts are a better color this year? The past two years they have been hideous! Like, tan poo color and ugly yellow. Blech.

I am going to leave you all with The Blerch. Because this is what lives in my head. Thank you to The Oatmeal for this amazing realization and proof that every runner has this in their mind.