This idea I’ve had to run a marathon won’t seem to go away. I’ve tried to talk myself out of it, but it’s not working.
It keeps coming to the front of my mind. I wish it wouldn’t.
A marathon is a long way. It will involve miles of training. I’d have to make my long run more than 12 miles. It’ll be exhausting. It’ll take over my life. It might make me slower. I might get injured. And then there’s the time factor. What with work and the horses and study I’m pressed for time as it is.
I keep returning to these points, trying to talk myself out of it. So far, it hasn’t worked.
If I did decide to do a marathon which marathon would I choose? I decided to do a little research. I’m not committing to anything just yet (or at all), but a bit of research wouldn’t hurt.
The marathon would have to be in the autumn. I know there’s New York in November. Then there’s Dublin, Amsterdam and Florence. Closer to home there’s Nottingham, Leicester, Chester. Loch Ness, and Abingdon.
So many to choose from.
I’m no closer to making a decision. Do I run? Do I leave it for a year or so? If I run, which marathon do I choose? The UK or abroad? I’m not sure at all.