We're dead! We're dead! We survived by we're dead!*

So...I've done it. I've signed up for the half marathon in November. Now for the next 177 days I get to walk around with a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach. I may have just voluntarily signed up and paid for my death. Really, I don't think that I'll die, I just think I'll feel like death, and death is one miserable little being. It was on the list of things to accomplish this year but after running attempting the 10k a few months ago I was ready to just give up on that sticker

...But I'm not getting any younger. Next year my knees, feet, muscles, lungs, etc. will be worse, my body is depreciating people! I need to run this while the running can be done. Special thanks to Marissa who has an incredible knack for peer pressure, and also thanks to everyone who has been telling me that I can do this! I sincerely hope that they are right.

In other impulsive sign-up news...I signed up for a kickball team today. You read that right, a kickball team. I don't really remember kickball from my youth, but something tells me that it kind of just explains itself. You kick....a ball...then you run like crazy towards a base. Got it. I can kick, and I can run, but something tells me I won't be any good at this sport. Why do I keep doing this stuff?

I'll tell you why, because at some point in my life I decided to be a 'yes' kind of person (well it's more of a, "um, okay, sure" person). You want to run a 1/2 marathon? Um, okay, sure! You want to go to Delaware? Um, okay, sure! You want to play kickball? Um, okay, sure! See how this works? But hey, at least I don't have the feeling/regret that I am missing out on something. Anyway, wish me luck on both these crazy endeavors.

Any of ya'll signing up for races or sports team lately? Or doing anything spontaneous for the upcoming months?