I said I wouldn’t until at least December. I said I didn’t know if I ever would again. For two days I thought never, ever again. Then it happened.
I know I’ve been slacking. I know I need a race that I’ve paid for to get me off my rear. I saw one. I knew friends would be doing it. I called Ray. Want to? Let me check my schedule.
I was hem hawing around. Want to? No! Should I? Yes! Can I? Probably.
I call my brother. You want to? No! Why? I work 80 hours. I don’t have time to train. In our home town! People will know us! Have you lost your mind!?!
More hem hawing.
My phone rings. You are? I will. Sure. Training schedules are on line. (What did I just do?)
Ray looks up at me and says, “You just went all in didn’t you?”
Next half will be in May. What have I done?
The crazier part is, Ray asked me to do another too. As in two halfs three weeks apart. I am not that crazy!