I need to say this out loud: I’m going to run a marathon. There. It’s in writing on the Internet. That means it must be true, right?
Next month registration opens for the 2014 Walt Disney World marathon. And I want to run it. I want it so bad I can taste it. To go run 26.2 miles around Disney would be a dream come true. Something that would’ve been impossible for the first 32 years of my life.
But that ever-present voice of doubt is yelling at me that this isn’t going to work. 13.1 is hard; the thought of doubling that seems impossible. I need to lose 20 lbs. I’m slow as Christmas. I have no idea how I’m going to do it.
But conversely, I’m resourceful. I’m strong. And when it comes to mental toughness you can’t beat this gal.
If this sounds like I’m trying to convince myself, you’re right. But I always go back to my favorite FDR quote “…so that my place will never be with those timid souls that know neither victory nor defeat”. At the end of the day, I would rather know defeat then be so timid that I never even make it to the start line.
“Can’t”. The worst 4 letter word in the English language. Time to throw it away.