After the half, home

Well, I did it. I've completed my second half marathon.

And man, did it suck.

For the full report, you'll have to check my health and wellness blog, here. But for now, there are two things on my mind.

1. You have to get out of your own way. I can't tell you how many times over the past few months someone has mentioned that they think what I'm doing is extraordinary. And it is; I know that not everyone will have the gumption/moronic tendancies/commitment to run 13.1 miles. I also know that if I can do it, quite literally anyone can. You have to make up your mind, then you have to create a plan. Then comes the hard part. You have to get out of your own way and carry out the plan.

2. I am not obsessed. That's the second most common remark I hear from people when they hear about my fitness plans. "You really are obsessed, aren't you?" This often comes from people who are also obsessed, but their obsessions usually include the real housewives of somewhere, or some other "hobby" in which one can indulge in front of a television screen. So if, in their opinion, I am obsessed, here's all I have to say on the subject: mine is saving my life. Yours is killing you.

And now I'm home, getting ready to plan for my next big race, and another half marathon after that. I truly love my sport.