The Chicago Rock’n’Roll half-marathon is a mere four days away.
And truth be told, I am woefully undertrained.
I also, for the record, take full responsibility for my undertrainedeness.
*It was nobody’s fault but my own that there was a good two weeks there where the closest I came to running was watching Captain America sprint across the big screen.
(Dude. That guy can run. Like, fast. And he doesn’t even seem to be winded! I need Stanley Tucci and his magic serum in MY life! And crazy extremist Nazis! Which I think may actually be a redundant description! But whatever!)
*It was nobody’s fault but my own that I chose to sleep in Sunday rather than get up at a time when it would not be so ass-hot for my long run.
*It was nobody’s fault but my own that I’ve been distracted by online fall clothes shopping.
*And it’s nobody’s fault but my own that the above statement has absolutely nothing to do with my lack of training whatsoever.
Well, okay, you can judge me. I kind of deserve it.
But also: pray for me. My goal at this point is to Not Die.