Point of No Return

"Ah, well you're screwed now. You paid your money. Now you've gotta run it, you nut."
                                                          - my best friend about 4 hours ago

Yep. I just paid out what to me is a small fortune to run in the Long Branch Half Marathon.  I'm not sure what hurts more: the $95 fee, the 6:50am start time or my legs after the 6 miles today.

I'm starting to realize that I am running out of time to work my way up to that grueling 13 mile mark. I have to admit 6 wasn't too bad, not at the time. Now that the day is over and I've stopped moving, I've gotten a little wobbly.

There are moments when I say, "What was I thinking?' Even my father commented, "13 miles...do you think you really should?"  I do. I really think I should. We all have something we need to prove and this is the only way I can think of to prove that I can accomplish great things until I write the great American novel. We all have something lacking in our lives and I think this is my way of trying to fill that void.

Maybe I am crazy, maybe I will blow my knees out, or maybe I should take my car and drive the 13.1 miles.


Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed so stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return...
                        -The Phantom of the Opera