A life lived in fear is a life half lived.*

Congratulations to Amber and Murbatron for getting the last post's blogbucks!

And since I'm retarded and forgot - the winner's from the blog post right before that were Joanna, Amber and Murbatron.

So I got something in the mail about the marathon/half marathon/8k.  I'm not sure which to do - I'm trying to remember how miserable I was in training and during the race and it's not working - I just can't go back to the 8k when I've run the half marathon twice - but I know I'm going to dread every day of life up until the 1/2 marathon.  Don't worry - the marathon doesn't cross my mind.  It's just down to the half or the 8...hmmm....

I'm also signed up for the Color Me Rad run, and I need to sign up for the Monument 10k (I got an e-mail from Sportsbackers letting me know that I seeded... I might take them up on that).   I just got an e-mail this morning from the Mud Run - I wasn't impressed with the Mud Run last year, but from my understanding because of rains that made the river rise they had to reroute the course last minute - which might be why it was the lamest trail walk  run I ever did.
The problem is this day.  It is so bright and sunny and looks beautiful outside and it makes me think that I can do anything - especially after all the rain and snow of last week when everyday was one of those days that you just wanted to curl up with a blanket and read or watch Netflix all day.

So...what do you think I should do? Run the half marathon or try to let go of pride and run the 8k?