My brilliant and incredible Aunt Julie can do anything. She got me a bib for the Marine Corps Marathon. So, October 25th, 2015, barring injury or apocalypse, I will run the 40th Annual Marine Corps Marathon in our nation’s capital. My partner, BB, will be running beside me. I’m so excited and happy. This summer is going to be a long, tough running summer. We are determined to not just go out and run a 5 and a half hour marathon. We want to be fit and ready and not be done and hate running afterwards. Which means running and running and running to train right.
Not just miles. Hill repeats. Tempos. Training well, carefully. Thoughtfully. Running 26.2 miles is not a trivial task, and requires careful preparation to avoid injury. Especially when you’re a 40 year old man without much of a history of fitness. But I’m on my way to being healthier, and likelier to avoid the diabetic-stroke fate of my father.
When we get closer to the date, I’m going to post a link to my Aunt and Uncle’s charity and ask people interested in my journey to contribute to their charity. They help the families of fallen warriors, especially Marines, go on with their lives. Including those warriors who die of suicide after they come home. It’s a very small charity but they do good work. And I love them dearly.
Tonight, I’m excited. I’m going to be a marathoner.