Today I am in Chicago. I decided to sign up for the Capital City Half Marathon, which is next weekend in Columbus. I love that I feel ready to run a half marathon on short notice. It's amazing how hard it is to get to this point and how easy it is to fall back. My mood is better, I lost a few pounds that were bugging me, and I am in such a fantastic place with my running right now. I have a pet peeve about misuse of the word "fantastic" because it literally means something that is of fantasy....but in this case it's the right word because only in Fantasyland could I have thought I'd ever consider myself to be, gulp, an athlete.
(Warning: my sister should probably not read the following paragraph.)
In other news, I am so sick of Hillary Clinton I could puke. Why does Obama get the shit beaten out of him over Jeremiah Wright, and she all but gets away with lying about sniper fire in Bosnia? Gee, Hillary....I'm pretty sure your vast credentials owe a lot to your time as First Lady - makes it kinda important for those experiences to be true, right? Oh - and James Carville is an ass.
Jonathan Alter's column this month in Newsweek brilliantly sums up my feelings on this matter:
http://www.newsweek.com/id/129587
Serenity now......and yes, whoever the nominee is will have my vote.
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