Nervous. Excited. Nervous. Excited.

I signed up for the Austin Marathon training last night and parted with my $100 for a 26 week training program. Nervous. Excited.

Will I really be able to run a 26 mile marathon in six months? OMG.

It starts August 19th.

Since I actually parted with my beloved money for this, I know I will not quit or give up. I have no choice but to do it. OMG. 26 MILES!

Update: I'm not tempted anymore to put stuff in mouth that isn't good for me. I think about what the food will do to my body before I eat it. This is presenting some interesting (slightly negative) social side effects.

The company ordered pizza for lunch last Friday. The thought of eating pizza with all that grease pooled up on it nauseated me. I went and picked up some sushi and had it while the rest of my co-workers were eating pizza. A couple of them said something about me having lots of will-power to choose sushi over pizza. Not so. Sushi has stuff in it that my body needs to function well (rice, salmon, avacado, cucmber, etc.). Pizza will clog up my arteries and make my stomach hurt. No contest in my mind.

I walked by the candy and chip isles at the grocery store yesterday and thought about how disgusting all of that crap would feel in my system.

I made fruit bowls for my son and I while at my father's house a while back and he told me that I am just getting "so weird." I can only imagine what it would be like if I tried to spend any time with my mother and she cooked for us. I'm almost afraid to go see her, now, because of it. What an odd thing to think about...