One Month: Exactly one month from today I will be toeing the line at the NYC Marathon. In some ways, I am really excited. And in other ways, I feel completely unprepared. I'm sure you are saying, "TMB, unprepared? How is that even possible?"
Well, it is. As of right now, I still haven't figured out how I am actually getting to NYC, when I am going or when I am coming back. And then there's that whole thing about my unorthodox training plan? I've loved it to this point, but really, who uses a training plan that has NO TAPER and peaks at a 16 mile LONG RUN? I'm feeling kind of crazy about it.
Oh, well. At least my outfit is cute ...
(Note: I am completely ignoring the fact that I have run my fastest 5K and 16 miler ever while using this training plan.)
Domestic Partners: You are probably well aware of the fact that G is my training partner, running wife, and BFF. We are tight. We share a brain. And it probably annoys J that I take more vacations with her than with him.
But, what you might not know is that Doodle and G's daughter B-nut are BFFs too. Sure, we may have forced them into playing with each other since they were one and a half, but now they truly are best friends.
Since the girls don't (and won't) ever go to the same school, they don't get to see each other on a daily basis. I'm pretty sure they have become aware of that fact because the other day, when I had my girls and B-nut in the car, this conversation happened.
Doodle: B-nut, wouldn't it be so cool if you lived in my neighborhood and we could have playdates everyday?
B-nut: Yeah! That would be cool.
Dizzle: That would be awesome. But we need to get Tweet (our next door neighbor) to move out. Hmm ... We are going to need a lot of money to do that.
Doodle (to B-nut): Maybe we should just get married instead ...
Smart thinking, Doodle. Smart thinking.
Outfit Planning: I'm 99.9% sure that I have my outfit picked out for the Disney Princess Half in February. Yes, I am that insane ...
Any guesses? I've dressed as Belle and a Punk Rock Princess in years past.