Yikes.

Its time for a healthy, honest dose of reality. Its one thing to sit at my computer and write with fervor that I will run a full marathon in 2006 and have a wonderful mental image of how it will all go, but its quite another to commit to conditioning myself to get through it.
Last night my friends and I went out on what I can only describe as a hilarious impromptu girls night bender. The amount of alcohol I consumed would fuel a small car and today I'm wandering around in a big cloud of stupid. Its one of those days where I get up to do something, but immediately forget my intentions when I'm on my feet. I couldn't run if I tried.
I need to overhaul my lifestyle if I'm going to get through this thing. But I secretly fear that I'll have to give up the good times with my friends. They'll support me in this, I know. If I tell them I can't go out boozing, they won't drag me kicking and screaming. I worry about my own discipline. When it gets down to it, I can't toss everything to the wind and expect everything to work itself out anyway.
While thousands of runners were completing the Chicago Marathon today, I was having a bloody-mary-brunch with the aforementioned friends. I thought this blog would act as a training log - tracking mileage, what I ate, and make a plan for the coming months. I know now that I have a lot to work through to keep myself on track.

Lets see how it goes, shall we?