Instead of Dublin

I’ve been perusing half marathon lists for the last week trying to pin down a race. After seven years of running, I’ve learned that it’s essential to have some sort of goal to run towards (literally) if I have any intention of ever running farther than three miles. I’m leaning towards something in Kentucky or Ohio, but I’m totally daydreaming about the Rock ‘n Roll Marathon Series in Europe. Edinburgh, Madrid, Oslo, Nice.  It’s private torture just to look at the websites.

But on the off chance Chuck was interested in charging up a credit card so I could run a race in Europe, I threw it out there.

“Hey, I could run a half marathon in Dublin in August!” I said. It was a shot in the dark from a thousand yards away but I put as much enthusiasm into it as I could.

“Oh yeah?” he replied. There was a pause, then, “How about I put on the Travel Channel and pour myself a Guinness while you run on the treadmill?”

Point taken.

So yeah, I’m looking at Kentucky or Ohio. Any suggestions? I’m open to the Carolinas too.

If you’re thinking of running, DO IT. It’s quality time spent with you.

Eventually

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