As a kid I always hated jumping off the diving board and going into the deep water. That is not to say that I am afraid of the water–I love swimming but there was just something about the diving board (especially the high diving board) that always intimidated me as a child. I never mastered the dive and still today it resembles more of a belly flop. I have no grace whatsoever when it comes to diving. So based on my diving phobia one would have thought I would not be an adventurous individual. But I like to think I’m fairly adventurous–after all if you are going to run a marathon you have to have some sort of adventuresome-spirit inside! Or maybe just pure lunacy.
My point in saying all this is that I signed up for ANOTHER…yes you heard me right…ANOTHER marathon! Have I lost my mind, do I have a life anymore? Two people this weekend actually told me that I am crazy with my running. One jokingly told me that I need an intervention! I have to chuckle because secretly I kind of like being looked at like I’m a little nuts from time to time. It makes me feel that I can do something that most people would not think twice about even attempting.
Marathon running has changed my life and I’m happy to say that I’m finally not afraid of the “deep end.”