Luck Be Us Ladies

If only, if only we can win the lottery…then we can run 10 miles in April. Wait, whuck kind of lottery is that? Why, the lottery to enter the Cherry Blossom 10 miler of course!

We could probably think of many more lotteries we’d prefer to win – like the kind that involve us choosing the lump sum amount - but we'd also really, really like to be chosen for this one. After all, it adheres to our whole pre-training training plan.....and when there are kinks in my plans, I get a little testy.

This:

vs. This:

You know how the saying goes, April showers.... - ick

So we had choices - do we enter as a group, either we all get in or we all go home, or individually?And if we enter as a group how many people do we force convince to do it with us?

Here is the problem though, I have AWFUL luck! I never win raffles or drawings or anything of the sort. I'm worried my bad luck will keep the Footsy gals out of the race! But we're entered, all three of us as a group - Liv + Sal and Megs (a footsy friend you'll meet later when we make her guest blog for us). Now all we have to do is wait till the results of the lottery are posted on December 14th, and in the mean time I'll be searching for four-leaf good-luck cherry blossoms.

lylas,

Nightmares on 30th St

This is for realsies what my dreams feel like

For the past 3 nights in a row, I’ve had a recurring dream that Liv + I are at the race but can’t find the starting line. We’re there and ready to go, but the race begins and everyone takes off in different directions and we can’t figure out where to go. Last night, my mom and aunt were even there to cheer us on – while knitting (because clearly that makes sense) – and ready to give up on us because some racers were already crossing the finish line before we had even started. 

A) of all, anxiety much?? Obvi I’m having some issue getting my head around the fact that I’m committed to this race now and there is no turning back. And B) of all, does anyone else ever have this dream/nightmare?? Seriously, what the cuss is wrong with me? 

How did I get to this point? In less than two weeks, I went from swearing that I’d never do a marathon to thinking about running non-stop, even while I’m fast asleep. And while I’m not particularly stoked about the nature of my dreams, I do like that our decision to run next year’s MCM is beginning to alter every corner of my lifestyle. While my immediate goal is to cross the finish line next year, my long-term objective is to transform my approach to health and fitness. And I think it could be a good sign that my dreams are now reflecting that decision. Or maybe it just means that I’m beginning a slow and debilitating mental breakdown (eep!)

Regardless, it's time to put one foot in front of the other. A few mental breakdowns here and there are a small price to pay for crossing the finish line – and thankfully I have an extremely driven drill sergeant BFF to help me contain the crazy.

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