After an almost three-week blog hiatus, I'm pleased to say that it's only been the writing that I shirked and not my training. I have, however, had a raging case of training apathy, directly resulting in my lack of posts. In fact, during the past few weeks, I often sat with my computer on my lap and wondered if it was worth it to type a post that consisted simply of: "I ran. So what?"
But I'm here to report that I have--at least for now--renewed excitement and motivation. And I discovered the secret. Wait for it. Apparently all one needs to re-motivate herself is: Jamaica.
That's right. I just booked my post-marathon Jamaican vacay. To be fair, it's really an anniversary trip and completely unrelated to the race, but I like to think of it as a double celebration. At any rate, that, with my insatiable Virgo list/spreadsheet/research tendencies (now in use for both training and trip planning), has provided more than enough to obsess about to keep me driven toward that finish line. Or if not driven, at least distracted enough by the fantasy of white sand, warm water, and double fists of rum punch and jerk chicken that I can ignore the doldrums for two more months if I have to.
So rock on. Or perhaps better, cool runnin'.
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