I just woke up one day and decided I'm going to run the NYC Marathon

Pfffft. Not really.

I've always wanted to be a runner.

But even at my peak health in high school, I still couldn't run. My endurance is nil.

And yet the dream remains even after all these years.

A few days ago, I celebrated my 38th birthday.

That means I've been dreaming of being a runner for 20 years. That I've been overweight for 20 years.  That I've lost my spirit because I'm not happy with myself being so unhealthy. That I haven't done a healthy thing about it for 20 years.

I figured starting my 39th year around the sun should start a little differently.

Doubts? Of course.

Yet something inside me whispers, "Maybe. Just maybe."

So I'm putting it out there: I'm going to be a runner. And not only that, I'm going to be an NYC Marathon Finisher. (I'm nothing but ambitious).

The 2024 NYC Marathon is happening on November 3, 2024.

I'm starting from scratch. I'm overweight, can't run for more than a minute, and chronically dehydrated. So I'm going to need all the time to prepare.

Here are my next steps:
1. Put together a training plan (I actually already have hahaha)
2. Confirm to join a charity to run with—it's too late to do the lottery or 9+1 program for the 2024 race. I've contacted the Brain Aneurysm Foundation to see if I can join TeamBAF in 2024. (I'm a brain aneurysm survivor!)

I'm terrified and excited.

More to talk about soon.