I forgot. You ever forget? Happened to me.

I was going to blog about something the other day because I remember thinking, "Hm, that's a good thing to blog about, I should totally blog about that. Yeah, I think I will blog about that." But now, for the life of me, I can not remember what it was. Maybe I'll remember somewhere in the middle and totally interrupt my stream of consciousness.

I wonder if it's the thing I journaled about the other day and just decided to journal instead of blog so no one would read it...Il est possible...

Anyway, so I'm apparently about to start training for a half marathon with my roommate. And the more I think about it, and the closer it gets to next week (which is when I plan to start, keyword: plan) I keep thinking to myself, "What am I THINKing? What am I getting myself into? There's no way I could ever run a half marathon...This is ME we're talking about! I'm fat and lazy and just sit on the couch all day. I hate, above all exercise (except lunges of course), running. I'm so out of shape, and I feel for my roomie who is probably going to struggle just to get me into running shoes. Not to mention I hate getting up early...AND I'll probably end up giving up halfway through, if I even make it that far..." And so on and so forth. All these negative thoughts keep coming into my head. It's almost like all those other times when I plan to start exercising or working out, but I never get serious about it. But this time is serious because I have someone keeping me accountable, and it's making me anxious. It's taking me off guard. It's like, wait, I really have to do this? I'm really going to do this? Really? Really?


But I know those thoughts are just coming from the devil. He's putting those thoughts into my head to scare me. To make me back down. Because if I back down, even with an accountability partner, then I will probably never get on an exercise plan, I'll never lose weight, and I'll never find a man!! Okay, that was a joke, but for real, I know I need to get healthy and this is my chance. I have someone who I KNOW will make me stick to it because she already knows what race she's running. And at first I thought I would just train with her and not actually run a race, but apparently she has bigger plans for me than I do. Which isn't saying much...

So I'm training for a half marathon. Thirteen-point-one miles. I have ~six months. All that's left to do now is pick a training plan. And get some new shoes.