13.1

I’m running a half marathon in October.  Wait.  Let me try that again.  I’m registered to run a half marathon in October.  Whether or not I make it is yet to be determined.  I’ve tried to trick myself into being the kind of person who craves running, but it doesn’t seem to work.  The only thing I really ever crave is sugar.  And attention.  Running doesn’t fit into my cravings rotation.   

I have to run 10 miles on Saturday.  That’s from my house to Delaware.  What kind of ninny chooses to go out and run that far?  It’s insane.  The race I’m running is called the Runaway Pumpkin.  It should be called Runaway Common Sense.

I’ve paid my $60 so now I’m committed.  I’m too cheap to waste the money.  If I had been using my brain, I would have spent it on sugar instead.  And attention.

I’ll send you a postcard from Delaware.