Sixteen Weeks

Late yesterday, I came to a decision regarding the Las Vegas Marathon.

I miss the structure of training. I miss having to carve out several hours of running, "Me Time," every week. Of putting my head on the pillow and nearly immediately falling asleep. I miss working toward an obvious goal.

I don't miss falling asleep with ice packs on my knees. Or the extra load of laundry I create. Or still trying to find the perfect sports bra combination.

My first marathon was truly an experience I'll never forget. It was perhaps the single hardest thing I've done - yes, harder than giving birth. But for the amazing memory, I want to do it better.

I know I can do it better.

Yesterday, I was totally at peace with my decision. After my husband got home, I put on my shoes and went for an stellar four mile run. Maybe it was the fact that I was running through the park as it was getting dark. Maybe it was the fact that I've been watching too many CSI reruns lately. Maybe, it's just because I am excited to run.

That is why I've decided to run the Las Vegas Marathon December 2, 2007.

I've got sixteen weeks to get ready.