of all the passing whims
the inspiration for me to train for a marathon is the passing-est. oh, i think it just passed. away.

here's where i found it, courtesy of webraw's 31 Flavors of Blog project: the MARATHON blog.

anyone who eats "tofu pate" for lunch each day is a hero of mine. wait! make that LITE tofu pate.
really though, i set out my running clothes last night, in order to go running at 6:30 this morning. well, it didn't happen. at 7:08am, i finally stopped hitting snooze, took a shower, and was somewhat late to work.

i really did go through a huge running phase recently - a few years ago. trail running. it's definitely a big time committment, mostly because after you're done, you're filthy. stinky, sweaty, and covered with splattered mud down the back of your legs. i used to run for an hour-and-a-half a pop. i ran up and down mountains like they were speed bumps. and not those annoyingly huge speed bumps. those soft easy ones, for which low-riders don't even need to slow down. it was physically and spiritually enrapturing. then i started dating again, and needed to be ready to go out at nights without stinking.

now i'm letting unfounded fears of kidnappings and rapes by mountain-dwelling sickos be my Good Reason for stopping.
anybody need a running buddy? i run fast, and burn out even faster.