The date is November 10th, and the time is... 30 days away from December 9th.  It is time to get SERIOUS.  I have trained and trimmed and sweated for the past three and a half months all in anticipation to get my butt to Honolulu for the Marathon.  Now is the time to PUT DOWN THE SNICKERS.  I am presenting this challenge upon myself, because I owe it to my body and to all of you who donated $3285 to get me to this race, to RUN it strong, fierce, and in fast pursuit of a hot Hawaiian surfer man.

We all have slumps in life.  I am in a "work + wine + cuddle my dog & take pictures of her + sleep + slack-workout" slump.  Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.   I am determined to break this and re-incorporate the energy and creativity I feel I once possessed.  Enter writing a blog here.  I will commit to writing something - whether it be witty, whiny, or foodie - everyday, until I run 26.2 miles through Waikiki on Dec 9th, and promptly crash myself on a lounge chair and upload a photo for you all to see my success.  I could document this all in a private journal - but, in truth, it's way more of a commitment if I am self-indulgent in a public platform.  So please hold me accountable to my venture.

This morning - I knocked out 10 miles of 10-minute mileage with my fantastic T2 team.  (T2 stands for Team to End Aids.)  Next week we do 23.  SERIOUSLY?! Yes.  It's time to get new shoes... look at these poor creatures!  They're saying... "dearest Anne, PLEASE do us a favor and take your running out on your bank account and not us anymore, we're tired, we're ready to be replaced.  You don't even bring us in the house anymore, we're dirty and banished to the doormat.  Furthermore - we're sick of stamping on horse $h*t throughout Griffith Park.  It's been a fine journey.  Sincerely, Your Shoes."