Well, it’s official. I’m nuts. I’m stark-raving-bonkers. I’m a few fries short of a Happy Meal. I’m a candidate for the Funny Farm.
Why, you ask? Simple. Having nearly killed myself in the Birmingham 1/2 marathon a week ago due to lack of discipline and training. I’ve just paid my entry fee for the Paris Marathon in April, which means I need to be running about 100 miles a month just to get ready.
So, my question to you is, having already put myself through this, why do I feel the need to not only do it again, but try something even harder? Am I a masochist, stupid, nuts or just really really bored.
Here’s another question, have you ever tried doing something totally out of character just to see if you could?
Most people consider me an advocate of taxis, the “Bride of Bloomingdales”, a salad dodger and someone with a gym allergy. So, what in the blazes am I thinking?
Writing Prompt: Brave or Stupid part 2…